The Wisdom and Genius of Shakespeare: Comprising Moral Philosophy--delineations of Character--paintings of Nature and the Passions--one Thousand Aphorisms--and Miscellaneous PiecesAdam Scott, 1853 - 575 pages |
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... hath done . 22 - ii . 1 . " Behold the fowls of the air : for they sow not , neither do they reap , nor gather into barns ; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them . Are ye not much better than they ? " - Matt . vi . 26 . " But the ...
... hath done . 22 - ii . 1 . " Behold the fowls of the air : for they sow not , neither do they reap , nor gather into barns ; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them . Are ye not much better than they ? " - Matt . vi . 26 . " But the ...
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... Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands , organs , dimensions , senses , affections , passions ? fed with the same food , hurt with the same weapons , subject to the same diseases , healed by the same means , warmed and cooled by the ...
... Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands , organs , dimensions , senses , affections , passions ? fed with the same food , hurt with the same weapons , subject to the same diseases , healed by the same means , warmed and cooled by the ...
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... Hath he , that buildeth on the vulgar heart . 19 — i . 3 . 69 . The love of life . O our lives ' sweetness ! That with the pain of death we'd hourly die , Rather than die at once ! 34 - v . 3 . 70 . The brevity of life . The time of ...
... Hath he , that buildeth on the vulgar heart . 19 — i . 3 . 69 . The love of life . O our lives ' sweetness ! That with the pain of death we'd hourly die , Rather than die at once ! 34 - v . 3 . 70 . The brevity of life . The time of ...
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... hath made you fair , hath made you good : the goodness , that is cheap in beauty , makes beauty brief in goodness ; but grace , being the soul of your complexion , should keep the body of it ever fair . 119 . Beauty transient . Women ...
... hath made you fair , hath made you good : the goodness , that is cheap in beauty , makes beauty brief in goodness ; but grace , being the soul of your complexion , should keep the body of it ever fair . 119 . Beauty transient . Women ...
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... hath chain'd ? Give physic to the sick , ease to the pain'd ? The poor , lame , blind , halt , creep , cry out for thee ; But they ne'er meet with Opportunity . The patient dies while the physician sleeps ; The orphan pines while the ...
... hath chain'd ? Give physic to the sick , ease to the pain'd ? The poor , lame , blind , halt , creep , cry out for thee ; But they ne'er meet with Opportunity . The patient dies while the physician sleeps ; The orphan pines while the ...
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Page 537 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 287 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who...
Page 421 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes
Page 562 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 35 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Page 68 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Page 98 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 299 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
Page 256 - O! it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Page 509 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...