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 7 |
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... lord of Cumbir , " y be mycht be yt way the better cum to ye crown after his faderis deid . " Two of the nobles said , it was in the power of Kenneth to make whom he pleased lord of Cum- berland ; and Malcolm was accordingly appointed ...
... lord of Cumbir , " y be mycht be yt way the better cum to ye crown after his faderis deid . " Two of the nobles said , it was in the power of Kenneth to make whom he pleased lord of Cum- berland ; and Malcolm was accordingly appointed ...
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... lord Sterline's Julius Cæsar , 1607 : " Thou in my bosom us'd to pour thy spright . " Malone . 6 the golden round , Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal . ] For seem , the sense evident- ly directs us to ...
... lord Sterline's Julius Cæsar , 1607 : " Thou in my bosom us'd to pour thy spright . " Malone . 6 the golden round , Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal . ] For seem , the sense evident- ly directs us to ...
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... lord Ulysses , well . " Steevens . 7 This castle bath a pleasant seat ; ] Seat here means situa- tion . Lord Bacon says , " He that builds a faire house upon an ill seat , committeth himself to prison . Neither doe I reckon it an ill ...
... lord Ulysses , well . " Steevens . 7 This castle bath a pleasant seat ; ] Seat here means situa- tion . Lord Bacon says , " He that builds a faire house upon an ill seat , committeth himself to prison . Neither doe I reckon it an ill ...
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... Lord and a Ludie , by Churchyard , 1593 : 66 in state " Of deepe damnation stood . " I should not have thought this little coincidence worth noting , had I not found it in a poem which it should seem , from other passages , that ...
... Lord and a Ludie , by Churchyard , 1593 : 66 in state " Of deepe damnation stood . " I should not have thought this little coincidence worth noting , had I not found it in a poem which it should seem , from other passages , that ...
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... lord Bacon . Steevens . So , in the tragedy of Cæsar and Pompey , 1607 : 66 Why think you , lords , that ' tis ambition's spur , " That pricketh Cæsar to these high attempts ? " Malone . And falls on the other . " - How now MACBETH . 69.
... lord Bacon . Steevens . So , in the tragedy of Cæsar and Pompey , 1607 : 66 Why think you , lords , that ' tis ambition's spur , " That pricketh Cæsar to these high attempts ? " Malone . And falls on the other . " - How now MACBETH . 69.
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Seite 373 - 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 378 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news, Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent : Another lean, unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.
Seite 98 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
Seite 76 - tis later, sir. Ban. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven, Their candles are all out. Take thee that too. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!
Seite 69 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire?
Seite 133 - Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, Can touch him further ! Lady M.
Seite 169 - Howe'er you come to know it, answer me: Though you untie the winds and let them fight Against the churches; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
Seite 94 - Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on "t again I dare not.
Seite 38 - tis strange ! And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Seite 207 - Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.