The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Հատոր 8J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... that Sparing , & c . ] None of the following fpeeches of this fcene in the first edition of 1597. POPE . 9 too wifely fair , ] Hanmer For , wifely too fair . SCENE SCENE III . Enter Capulet , Paris , and Servant 14 ROMEO and JULIET .
... that Sparing , & c . ] None of the following fpeeches of this fcene in the first edition of 1597. POPE . 9 too wifely fair , ] Hanmer For , wifely too fair . SCENE SCENE III . Enter Capulet , Paris , and Servant 14 ROMEO and JULIET .
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... the family , from which thou hast thy name . Hanmer reads , Thou're not thyself so , though a Montazue . By any other name would smell as fweet . So D 4 By ROMEO and JULIET . 39 See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand...
... the family , from which thou hast thy name . Hanmer reads , Thou're not thyself so , though a Montazue . By any other name would smell as fweet . So D 4 By ROMEO and JULIET . 39 See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand...
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... Hanmer faw that this line gave no fenfe , and therefore put , by a very eafy change , your beat's I have an intereft in proceeding , Which is undoubtedly better than the old reading which Dr. Warburton has followed ; but the But I'll ...
... Hanmer faw that this line gave no fenfe , and therefore put , by a very eafy change , your beat's I have an intereft in proceeding , Which is undoubtedly better than the old reading which Dr. Warburton has followed ; but the But I'll ...
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... - Rom . Oh , Nurse ! - Nurse . Ah Sir ! ah Sir ! Death is the end of all . 7 So Hanmer . The other editions read , Wby should you fall into so deep an oh ? Rom . Rom . Speak'ft thou of Juliet ? how is it ROMEO and JULIET . 77.
... - Rom . Oh , Nurse ! - Nurse . Ah Sir ! ah Sir ! Death is the end of all . 7 So Hanmer . The other editions read , Wby should you fall into so deep an oh ? Rom . Rom . Speak'ft thou of Juliet ? how is it ROMEO and JULIET . 77.
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... Hanmer . In the other editions , fo green . 7 As living bere , ] Sir T. Han- mer reads , as living hence ; that is at a diftance , in banishment , but here may fignify , in this world . Or Or to dispraise my Lord with that same tongue ...
... Hanmer . In the other editions , fo green . 7 As living bere , ] Sir T. Han- mer reads , as living hence ; that is at a diftance , in banishment , but here may fignify , in this world . Or Or to dispraise my Lord with that same tongue ...
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Էջ 169 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Էջ 216 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Էջ 339 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Էջ 29 - 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, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Էջ 142 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Էջ 285 - ... in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou...
Էջ 213 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Էջ 27 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Էջ 59 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Էջ 39 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.