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 3 |
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indeed , in Rhetorick , call J , This Scene , Mr. Pope , upon üregor ocóreçor : But
this is an what Authority I can't pretend Abuse of it , which the Rhetorito guess has
in his Editions cians will never adopt upon Mr , made the First of the Fifth A & t ...
indeed , in Rhetorick , call J , This Scene , Mr. Pope , upon üregor ocóreçor : But
this is an what Authority I can't pretend Abuse of it , which the Rhetorito guess has
in his Editions cians will never adopt upon Mr , made the First of the Fifth A & t ...
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... austerely in his eye That he did plead in earnest , yea or no ? Look'd he or red
or pale , or fad or merrily ? What observation mad'st thou in this case , Of his
heart's meteors tilting in his face ?? Luc . First he deny'd . You had in him no right
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... austerely in his eye That he did plead in earnest , yea or no ? Look'd he or red
or pale , or fad or merrily ? What observation mad'st thou in this case , Of his
heart's meteors tilting in his face ?? Luc . First he deny'd . You had in him no right
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Makes the remembrance dear . WellWell - call him hither ; We're reconcil'd , and
the first view shall kill All repetition : let him not ask our pardon . The nature of his
great offence is dead , And deeper than oblivion we do bury Th'incensing relicks
...
Makes the remembrance dear . WellWell - call him hither ; We're reconcil'd , and
the first view shall kill All repetition : let him not ask our pardon . The nature of his
great offence is dead , And deeper than oblivion we do bury Th'incensing relicks
...
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His father , Ri . him Knave , throw off that Re- chard the first , was surnamed
proach by humorously laying Cæur de - lion . And the Cor Leonis , claim to his
new Dignity of a fixed Itar of the first magnitude , Knighthood ; as Bafli co arro in
the fign ...
His father , Ri . him Knave , throw off that Re- chard the first , was surnamed
proach by humorously laying Cæur de - lion . And the Cor Leonis , claim to his
new Dignity of a fixed Itar of the first magnitude , Knighthood ; as Bafli co arro in
the fign ...
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O , let thy vow First made to heav'n , first be to heav'n perform'd ; That is , to be tlie
champion of our Church . What since thou swor'ft , is sworn against thyself ; And
may not be performed by thyself.For that , which thou hast sworn to do amiss , 8 ...
O , let thy vow First made to heav'n , first be to heav'n perform'd ; That is , to be tlie
champion of our Church . What since thou swor'ft , is sworn against thyself ; And
may not be performed by thyself.For that , which thou hast sworn to do amiss , 8 ...
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Seite 465 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Seite 93 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Seite 457 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Seite 499 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Seite 456 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 361 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.