The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, to which are Added Notes, Band 20J. Nichols and Son, 1813 |
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... lyfe , hastyng to most vnhappye deathe . This president ( good Reader ) shalbe to thee , as the slaues of Lacedemon , op- pressed with excesse of drinke , deformed and altered from like- nes of men , both in mynde , and vse of body ...
... lyfe , hastyng to most vnhappye deathe . This president ( good Reader ) shalbe to thee , as the slaues of Lacedemon , op- pressed with excesse of drinke , deformed and altered from like- nes of men , both in mynde , and vse of body ...
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... lyfe . The whyle , I pray , that ye with fauour blame , Or rather not reprove the laughing game Of this my muse . THE ARGUMENT . LOUE hath inflamed twayne by sodayn sight , And both do graunt the thing that both desyre ; They wed in ...
... lyfe . The whyle , I pray , that ye with fauour blame , Or rather not reprove the laughing game Of this my muse . THE ARGUMENT . LOUE hath inflamed twayne by sodayn sight , And both do graunt the thing that both desyre ; They wed in ...
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... lyfe , No legend lye I tell ; scarce yet theyr eyes be drye , That did behold the grisly sight with wet and weping eye . But when the prudent prince who there the scepter helde , So great a new disorder in his commonweale behelde , By ...
... lyfe , No legend lye I tell ; scarce yet theyr eyes be drye , That did behold the grisly sight with wet and weping eye . But when the prudent prince who there the scepter helde , So great a new disorder in his commonweale behelde , By ...
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... yet thy honor bright , Thy teares , thy wretched lyfe , ne thine vnspotted truth , Which are of force , I weene , to moue the hardest hart to ruthe ? Now , for our frendships sake , and for thy 272 ROMEUS AND JULIET .
... yet thy honor bright , Thy teares , thy wretched lyfe , ne thine vnspotted truth , Which are of force , I weene , to moue the hardest hart to ruthe ? Now , for our frendships sake , and for thy 272 ROMEUS AND JULIET .
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... lyfe shall last : As proofe shall teache you playne , if that you like to trye His faltles truth , that nill for ought vnto his ladye lye . But if my touched hand haue warmed yours some dele , Assure your self the heat is colde which in ...
... lyfe shall last : As proofe shall teache you playne , if that you like to trye His faltles truth , that nill for ought vnto his ladye lye . But if my touched hand haue warmed yours some dele , Assure your self the heat is colde which in ...
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Seite 96 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Seite 84 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Seite 56 - 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...
Seite 82 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Seite 5 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Seite 56 - She is the fairies' midwife ;" and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies" Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep: Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Seite 91 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Seite 91 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Seite 171 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Seite 83 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing and think it were not night.