The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Հատոր 9J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... Gent . But what's the matter ? 1 Gent . His daughter , and the heir of his king- dom , whom He purpos'd to his wife's sole son , ( a widow , That late he married , ) hath referr'd herself Unto a poor but worthy gentleman : She's wedded ...
... Gent . But what's the matter ? 1 Gent . His daughter , and the heir of his king- dom , whom He purpos'd to his wife's sole son , ( a widow , That late he married , ) hath referr'd herself Unto a poor but worthy gentleman : She's wedded ...
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... Gent . He that hath miss'd the princess , is a thing Too bad for bad report : and he that hath her , ( I mean , that ... Gent . You speak him far . * 1 Gent . I do extend him , sir , within himself ; Crush him together , rather ...
... Gent . He that hath miss'd the princess , is a thing Too bad for bad report : and he that hath her , ( I mean , that ... Gent . You speak him far . * 1 Gent . I do extend him , sir , within himself ; Crush him together , rather ...
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... Gent . How long is this ago ? 1 Gent . Some twenty years . 2 Gent . That a king's children should be so convey'd ! So slackly guarded ! And the search so slow , That could not trace them ! 1 Gent . Howsoe'er ' tis strange , Or that the ...
... Gent . How long is this ago ? 1 Gent . Some twenty years . 2 Gent . That a king's children should be so convey'd ! So slackly guarded ! And the search so slow , That could not trace them ! 1 Gent . Howsoe'er ' tis strange , Or that the ...
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... Gent . I do well believe you . 1 Gent . We must forbear : Here comes the queen , and princess . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The same . Enter the Queen , POSTHUMUS , and IMOGEN . Queen . No , be assur'd , you shall not find me , daughter ...
... Gent . I do well believe you . 1 Gent . We must forbear : Here comes the queen , and princess . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The same . Enter the Queen , POSTHUMUS , and IMOGEN . Queen . No , be assur'd , you shall not find me , daughter ...
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... Gent , Good morrow , sir . 2 Gent . Good morrow to your lordship . Cer . Gentlemen , Why do you stir so early ? ! 1 Gent . Sir , Our lodgings , standing bleak upon the sea , Shook , as the earth did quake ; The very principals did seem ...
... Gent , Good morrow , sir . 2 Gent . Good morrow to your lordship . Cer . Gentlemen , Why do you stir so early ? ! 1 Gent . Sir , Our lodgings , standing bleak upon the sea , Shook , as the earth did quake ; The very principals did seem ...
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Էջ 94 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Էջ 445 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me, I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Էջ 402 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd. raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Էջ 337 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Էջ 349 - ... 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: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!
Էջ 139 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.
Էջ 445 - Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man, fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you and know this man; yet I am doubtful...
Էջ 444 - 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.
Էջ 461 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack : — O, she is gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth : — Lend me a looking-glass ; If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, Why, then she lives.
Էջ 445 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. 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.