The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Band 2 |
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You cram these words into mine ears , against The stomach of my sense : 9 '
Would I had never Married my daughter there ! for , coming thence , My son is lost
; and , in my rate , she too , Who is so far from Italy remov'd , I ne'er again shall
see ...
You cram these words into mine ears , against The stomach of my sense : 9 '
Would I had never Married my daughter there ! for , coming thence , My son is lost
; and , in my rate , she too , Who is so far from Italy remov'd , I ne'er again shall
see ...
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O thou senseless form , Thou shalt be worshipp'd , kiss'd , lov'd , and ador'd ; And
, were there sense in his idolatry , My substance should be statue in thy stead.5 3
- her forehead's low , ] A high forehead was , in our author's time , accounted a ...
O thou senseless form , Thou shalt be worshipp'd , kiss'd , lov'd , and ador'd ; And
, were there sense in his idolatry , My substance should be statue in thy stead.5 3
- her forehead's low , ] A high forehead was , in our author's time , accounted a ...
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Lys . One turf shall serve as pillow for us both : One heart , one bed , two bosoms
, and one troth . Her . Nay , good Lysander : for my sake , my dear , Lie further off
yet , do not lie so near . Lys . O , take the sense , sweet , of my innocence ; ' Love
...
Lys . One turf shall serve as pillow for us both : One heart , one bed , two bosoms
, and one troth . Her . Nay , good Lysander : for my sake , my dear , Lie further off
yet , do not lie so near . Lys . O , take the sense , sweet , of my innocence ; ' Love
...
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Titania , musick call ; and strike more dead Than common sleep , of all these five
the sense . ? Tita . Musick , ho ! musick ; şuch as charmeth sleep . Puck . Now ,
when thou wak'st , with thine own fool's eyes peep . Obe . Sound , musick .
Titania , musick call ; and strike more dead Than common sleep , of all these five
the sense . ? Tita . Musick , ho ! musick ; şuch as charmeth sleep . Puck . Now ,
when thou wak'st , with thine own fool's eyes peep . Obe . Sound , musick .
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... cannot do , Noble respect takes it in might , not merit . ] The sense of this
passage , as it now stands , if it has any sense , is this : What the inability of duty
cannot perform , regardful generosity receives as an act of ability , though not of
merit .
... cannot do , Noble respect takes it in might , not merit . ] The sense of this
passage , as it now stands , if it has any sense , is this : What the inability of duty
cannot perform , regardful generosity receives as an act of ability , though not of
merit .
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Seite 120 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Seite 36 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Seite 284 - And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft...
Seite 129 - O, wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Seite 322 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem : So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart, Two of the first, like coats...
Seite 96 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Seite 376 - And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic.
Seite 167 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 87 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Seite 354 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy ; Or, in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! Hip.