The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, Band 11 |
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Master lieutenant , pray you , by your leave , How doth the prince , and my young
son of York ? Brak . Right well , dear madam : By your patience , I may not suffer
you to visit them ; The king hath strictly charg ' d the contrary . Q . Eliz . The king ...
Master lieutenant , pray you , by your leave , How doth the prince , and my young
son of York ? Brak . Right well , dear madam : By your patience , I may not suffer
you to visit them ; The king hath strictly charg ' d the contrary . Q . Eliz . The king ...
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Magnis ingeniis et multa nihilominus habituris simplex convenit erroris confessio
. Yet I know not whether the coronation shown in this play may not be liable to all
that can be objected against a battle . Fohnson . VOL . XI , T Will leave us never ...
Magnis ingeniis et multa nihilominus habituris simplex convenit erroris confessio
. Yet I know not whether the coronation shown in this play may not be liable to all
that can be objected against a battle . Fohnson . VOL . XI , T Will leave us never ...
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Before the King , & c . began to dance , they re . quested leave ( says Cavendish )
to accompany the ladies at mumchance . Leave being granted , “ then went the
masquers , and first saluted all the dames , and then returned to the inost wor ...
Before the King , & c . began to dance , they re . quested leave ( says Cavendish )
to accompany the ladies at mumchance . Leave being granted , “ then went the
masquers , and first saluted all the dames , and then returned to the inost wor ...
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Cráve leave to view these ladies , and entreat An hour of revels with them . Wol .
Say , lord chamberlain , They have done my poor house grace ; for which I pay
them A thousand thanks , and pray them take their pleasures . [ Ladies chosen for
...
Cráve leave to view these ladies , and entreat An hour of revels with them . Wol .
Say , lord chamberlain , They have done my poor house grace ; for which I pay
them A thousand thanks , and pray them take their pleasures . [ Ladies chosen for
...
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O my lord , Would it not grieve an able man , to leave So sweet a bedfellow ? But
, conscience , conscience , O , ' tis a tender place , and I must leave her . [ Exeunt
. SCENE III . An Ante - Chamber in the Queen ' s Apartments . Enter Anne ...
O my lord , Would it not grieve an able man , to leave So sweet a bedfellow ? But
, conscience , conscience , O , ' tis a tender place , and I must leave her . [ Exeunt
. SCENE III . An Ante - Chamber in the Queen ' s Apartments . Enter Anne ...
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Seite 297 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin.
Seite 12 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Seite 316 - Ipswich and Oxford! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little; And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died fearing God.
Seite 47 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Seite 301 - 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; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Seite 182 - By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
Seite 302 - Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty: Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Seite 354 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd : her own shall bless her ; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow : good grows with her In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known ; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Seite 358 - To make a child, now swaddled, to proceed Man, and then shoot up in one beard and weed Past threescore years...
Seite 49 - 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.