The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 6J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... pray❜rs— Lear . The bow is bent and drawn , make from the fhaft . . Kent . Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart ; be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What wouldst thou do , old man ? Think'ft thou ...
... pray❜rs— Lear . The bow is bent and drawn , make from the fhaft . . Kent . Let it fall rather , though the fork invade The region of my heart ; be Kent unmannerly , When Lear is mad . What wouldst thou do , old man ? Think'ft thou ...
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... Pray you , let us hit toge- sher . If our father carry authority with fuch difpofi- tion as he bears , this last surrender of his will but of- fend us . Reg . We fhall further think of it . Gon . We must do fomething , and i ' th ' heat ...
... Pray you , let us hit toge- sher . If our father carry authority with fuch difpofi- tion as he bears , this last surrender of his will but of- fend us . Reg . We fhall further think of it . Gon . We must do fomething , and i ' th ' heat ...
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... pray you . Frame the bu finess after your own wifdom ; I would unftate my- felf , to be in a due refolution , Edm . I will seek him , Sir , presently , ' convey the business as I shall find means , and acquaint you withal . Glo . These ...
... pray you . Frame the bu finess after your own wifdom ; I would unftate my- felf , to be in a due refolution , Edm . I will seek him , Sir , presently , ' convey the business as I shall find means , and acquaint you withal . Glo . These ...
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... pray you , have a continent forbearance ' till the speed of his rage goes flower ; and , as I fay , retire with me to my lodging , from whence I will fitly bring you to hear my Lord fpeak . Pray you , go , there's my key . If you do ...
... pray you , have a continent forbearance ' till the speed of his rage goes flower ; and , as I fay , retire with me to my lodging , from whence I will fitly bring you to hear my Lord fpeak . Pray you , go , there's my key . If you do ...
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... Pray , Sir , be patient . Lear . Detefted kite ! thou lieft . [ To Gonerill , My train are men of choice and rareft parts , That all particulars of duty know ; And in the moft exact regard fupport . The worships of their names . O moft ...
... Pray , Sir , be patient . Lear . Detefted kite ! thou lieft . [ To Gonerill , My train are men of choice and rareft parts , That all particulars of duty know ; And in the moft exact regard fupport . The worships of their names . O moft ...
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Seite 132 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Seite 429 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 423 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Seite 26 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Seite 405 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...
Seite 461 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Seite 117 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yond...
Seite 149 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Seite 392 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Seite 131 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.