The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Volume 6 |
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Page 285
... say . Firft the fair rev'rence of your highness curbs me , F om giving reins and fpurs to my free speech ; Which elfe would poft , until it had return'd These terms of treafon doubled down his throat . Setting afide his high blood's ...
... say . Firft the fair rev'rence of your highness curbs me , F om giving reins and fpurs to my free speech ; Which elfe would poft , until it had return'd These terms of treafon doubled down his throat . Setting afide his high blood's ...
Page 300
... say , I was too ftrict to make mine own away : But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue , Against my will to do myself this wrong . A partial flander fought I to avoid , And in the fentence my own life destroy'd . [ fow'r . K. RICH ...
... say , I was too ftrict to make mine own away : But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue , Against my will to do myself this wrong . A partial flander fought I to avoid , And in the fentence my own life destroy'd . [ fow'r . K. RICH ...
Page 305
... say , is listen'd more Than they , whom youth and ease have taught to glofe , More are men's ends mark'd , than their lives before ; The fetting fun , and musick in the close , As the last taste of sweets , is sweetest last ; Writ in ...
... say , is listen'd more Than they , whom youth and ease have taught to glofe , More are men's ends mark'd , than their lives before ; The fetting fun , and musick in the close , As the last taste of sweets , is sweetest last ; Writ in ...
Page 314
... say , How near the tidings of our comfort is . WILLO . Nay , let us fhare thy thoughts , as thou doft ours . Ross . Be confident to speak , Northumberland ; We three are but thyself , and speaking fo , Thy words are but as thoughts ...
... say , How near the tidings of our comfort is . WILLO . Nay , let us fhare thy thoughts , as thou doft ours . Ross . Be confident to speak , Northumberland ; We three are but thyself , and speaking fo , Thy words are but as thoughts ...
Page 331
... Say , is my kingdom loft ? why , ' twas my care , And what lofs is it , to be rid of care ? Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we ? Greater he fhall not be ; if he ferve God , We'll ferve him too , and be his fellow fo . Revolt our ...
... Say , is my kingdom loft ? why , ' twas my care , And what lofs is it , to be rid of care ? Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we ? Greater he fhall not be ; if he ferve God , We'll ferve him too , and be his fellow fo . Revolt our ...
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Page 529 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 302 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 418 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct.
Page 390 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Page 527 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 306 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Page 390 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Page 462 - tis no matter ; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if Honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can Honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is Honour ? A word. What is that word, Honour ? Air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? He that died o
Page 329 - 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 305 - York Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath; For all in vain comes counsel to his ear. Gaunt O but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain. For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.