The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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Արդյունքներ 49–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... thy father In manners as in fhape ! thy blood and virtue Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy birthright ! Love all , truft a few , Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy Rather in power , than ufe ; and keep thy ...
... thy father In manners as in fhape ! thy blood and virtue Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy birthright ! Love all , truft a few , Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy Rather in power , than ufe ; and keep thy ...
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... thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away farewel . When thou haft leisure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ; get thee a good husband , and use him as he uses thee : fo farewel . [ Exit . S ...
... thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away farewel . When thou haft leisure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ; get thee a good husband , and use him as he uses thee : fo farewel . [ Exit . S ...
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... thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of . He that ears my land , fpares my team , and gives . me leave to inne the crop . If I be his cuckold ...
... thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of . He that ears my land , fpares my team , and gives . me leave to inne the crop . If I be his cuckold ...
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... thy blood , To fay , I am thy mother ? what's the matter , That this diftemper'd meffenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , round thine eyes ? Why , that you are my daughter ? Hel . That I am not . Count . I fay I am your mother ...
... thy blood , To fay , I am thy mother ? what's the matter , That this diftemper'd meffenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , round thine eyes ? Why , that you are my daughter ? Hel . That I am not . Count . I fay I am your mother ...
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... thine eyes See it fo grofsly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they fpeak it : only fin And hellish ... thine avail , To tell me truly . Hel . Good Madam , pardon me . Count . Do you love my fon ? Hel . Your pardon , noble ...
... thine eyes See it fo grofsly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they fpeak it : only fin And hellish ... thine avail , To tell me truly . Hel . Good Madam , pardon me . Count . Do you love my fon ? Hel . Your pardon , noble ...
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Էջ 330 - 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.
Էջ 336 - 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.
Էջ 59 - 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.
Էջ 252 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Էջ 241 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Էջ 84 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.