The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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... Cæfar writ , Is term'd the civil'ft place of all this ifle ; Sweet is the country , because full of riches ; The people liberal , valiant , active , wealthy . Lord Say's Apology for himself . Juftice , with favour , have I always done ...
... Cæfar writ , Is term'd the civil'ft place of all this ifle ; Sweet is the country , because full of riches ; The people liberal , valiant , active , wealthy . Lord Say's Apology for himself . Juftice , with favour , have I always done ...
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... Caefar . Shakespear , when he would express the most dreadful time of night , always fpeaks of the hours of twelve or one ; for that , in the vulgar opinion , was the peculiar time of ghofts and fpirits . In Midsummer Night's Dream , he ...
... Caefar . Shakespear , when he would express the most dreadful time of night , always fpeaks of the hours of twelve or one ; for that , in the vulgar opinion , was the peculiar time of ghofts and fpirits . In Midsummer Night's Dream , he ...
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... grief is very affecting ; and the character of the bastard contains that mixture of greatnefs and levity which this author delighted to exhibit . Julius XIII . Julius Cæfar . ACT I. SCENE IIL ( The Life and Death of King John . 113.
... grief is very affecting ; and the character of the bastard contains that mixture of greatnefs and levity which this author delighted to exhibit . Julius XIII . Julius Cæfar . ACT I. SCENE IIL ( The Life and Death of King John . 113.
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William Shakespeare. XIII . Julius Cæfar . ACT I. SCENE IIL ( 1 ) WH Patriotifm . " HAT is it , that you would impart to me ? If it be aught towards the general good , Set honour in one eye , and death i ' th ' other , And I will look on ...
William Shakespeare. XIII . Julius Cæfar . ACT I. SCENE IIL ( 1 ) WH Patriotifm . " HAT is it , that you would impart to me ? If it be aught towards the general good , Set honour in one eye , and death i ' th ' other , And I will look on ...
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... Cæfar . I was born free as Cafar , fo were you ; We both have fed as well ; and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he . ( 2 ) For once upon a raw and gufty day , The troubled Tyber chafing with his fhores , Cæfar fays to me ...
... Cæfar . I was born free as Cafar , fo were you ; We both have fed as well ; and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he . ( 2 ) For once upon a raw and gufty day , The troubled Tyber chafing with his fhores , Cæfar fays to me ...
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againſt Ajax almoſt Beaumont and Fletcher becauſe bleffing blood bofom breaſt Brutus Cæfar Cafar Caffius death Defcription doft doth earth Euripides eyes fafe faid falfe fame fays fcene fear feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould flain flave fleep fmiles foldier fome fomething forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirit friends ftill fubject fuch fure fweet fword grief hath heart heav'n himſelf honour Iago itſelf juft king Lady Lear lefs look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Mach mafter moft moſt muft murder muſt myſelf nature never night obferves occafion Othello paffage paffion perfon play pleaſure poet Prince purpoſe racter reafon rife ſays SCENE II SCENE VII ſeem Shakespear ſhall ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrange ſweet tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thouſand uſe Warburton whofe whoſe wife word younker
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Seite 85 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Seite 167 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Seite 225 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Seite 85 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Seite 251 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Seite 238 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, Such terrible impression made my dream.
Seite 168 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Seite 125 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Seite 254 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Seite 73 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.