Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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Seite viii
... give nature all : Thy Art , My gentle Shakespeare , must enjoy a part . For though the Poets matter , Nature be , His Art doth give the fashion . And , that he , Who casts to write a living line , must sweat , ( such as thine are ) and ...
... give nature all : Thy Art , My gentle Shakespeare , must enjoy a part . For though the Poets matter , Nature be , His Art doth give the fashion . And , that he , Who casts to write a living line , must sweat , ( such as thine are ) and ...
Seite xi
... give The world thy Workes : thy Workes , by which , out - live Thy Tombe , thy name must , when that stone is rent , And time dissolves thy Stratford Moniment , Here we alive shall view thee still . This Booke , When Brasse and Marble ...
... give The world thy Workes : thy Workes , by which , out - live Thy Tombe , thy name must , when that stone is rent , And time dissolves thy Stratford Moniment , Here we alive shall view thee still . This Booke , When Brasse and Marble ...
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... give thankes you have liv'd so long , and make your selfe readie in your Cabine for the mischance of the houre , if it so hap . Cheerely good hearts : out of our way I say . Exit . Gon . I have great comfort from this fellow : methinks ...
... give thankes you have liv'd so long , and make your selfe readie in your Cabine for the mischance of the houre , if it so hap . Cheerely good hearts : out of our way I say . Exit . Gon . I have great comfort from this fellow : methinks ...
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... give him Annuall tribute , doe him homage Subject his Coronet , to his Crowne and bend The Dukedom yet unbow'd ( alas poore Millaine ) To most ignoble stooping . Mira . Oh the heavens : Pros . Marke his condition , and th'event , then ...
... give him Annuall tribute , doe him homage Subject his Coronet , to his Crowne and bend The Dukedom yet unbow'd ( alas poore Millaine ) To most ignoble stooping . Mira . Oh the heavens : Pros . Marke his condition , and th'event , then ...
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... give it way : I know thou canst not chuse : Come away , Servant , come ; I am ready now , Approach my Ariel . Come . Enter Ariel . Ari . All haile , great Master , grave Sir , haile : I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly ...
... give it way : I know thou canst not chuse : Come away , Servant , come ; I am ready now , Approach my Ariel . Come . Enter Ariel . Ari . All haile , great Master , grave Sir , haile : I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly ...
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Seite 235 - O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous Is that temptation that doth goad us on To sin in loving virtue.
Seite 13 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Seite 29 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Seite 55 - With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Seite 232 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are?
Seite 247 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Seite 396 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Seite 41 - 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 vi - Yet must I not give nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part; For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, Such as thine are, and strike the second heat Upon the muses...