The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Band 12C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... eyes appear . SCENE III . [ Exit . The Grecian Camp . Before Agamemnon's Tent . Trumpets . Enter AGAMEMNON , NESTOR , ULYSSES , MENELAUS , and Others . Agam . Princes , What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks ? The ample ...
... eyes appear . SCENE III . [ Exit . The Grecian Camp . Before Agamemnon's Tent . Trumpets . Enter AGAMEMNON , NESTOR , ULYSSES , MENELAUS , and Others . Agam . Princes , What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks ? The ample ...
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... eyes of other mortals ? Agam . Ene . Ay ; I ask , that I might waken reverence , And bid the cheek ' be ready with a blush Modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phœbus : How ? 4 -kingly ears ? ] The quarto : kingly eyes ...
... eyes of other mortals ? Agam . Ene . Ay ; I ask , that I might waken reverence , And bid the cheek ' be ready with a blush Modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phœbus : How ? 4 -kingly ears ? ] The quarto : kingly eyes ...
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... eyes ; what are they ? Ulyss . What glory our Achilles shares from Hector , Were he not proud , we all should share with him : But he already is too insolent ; And we were better parch in Africk sun , Than in the pride and salt scorn of ...
... eyes ; what are they ? Ulyss . What glory our Achilles shares from Hector , Were he not proud , we all should share with him : But he already is too insolent ; And we were better parch in Africk sun , Than in the pride and salt scorn of ...
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... eyes and ears , Two traded pilots ' twixt the dangerous shores Of will and judgment : How may I avoid , Although my will distaste what it elected , The wife I chose ? there can be no evasion To blench from this , and to stand firm by ...
... eyes and ears , Two traded pilots ' twixt the dangerous shores Of will and judgment : How may I avoid , Although my will distaste what it elected , The wife I chose ? there can be no evasion To blench from this , and to stand firm by ...
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... eyes , And I will fill them with prophetick tears . Hect . Peace , sister , peace . Cas . Virgins and boys , mid - age and wrinkled elders , 7 Soft infancy , that nothing canst but cry , Add to my clamours ! let us pay betimes A moiety ...
... eyes , And I will fill them with prophetick tears . Hect . Peace , sister , peace . Cas . Virgins and boys , mid - age and wrinkled elders , 7 Soft infancy , that nothing canst but cry , Add to my clamours ! let us pay betimes A moiety ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax ancient Antony and Cleopatra art thou beauty Ben Jonson blood breath brest Calchas called Capulet Cres Cressida dead dear death Diomed dost doth edition Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio fool frend Friar fryer give Grecian greefe Greeks hand hart hath heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour Johnson Juliet King Henry kiss lady lord lovers lyfe Malone Mason means Menelaus Mercutio Montague mynde Nestor night nurce Nurse old copies Pandarus Paris passage Patr Patroclus play poet Pope prince quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece reading Romeo Romeus scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's sorow speak speech Steevens stryfe sweet sword tears tell thee Ther Thersites theyr thing thou art thought Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy true Tybalt Ulyss unto Warburton word
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Seite 42 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Seite 238 - Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love: On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight: O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees: O'er ladies...
Seite 255 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Seite 318 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Seite 261 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Seite 207 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Seite 119 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Seite 261 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Seite 118 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Seite 240 - 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...