The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, Volume 1J. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... fear . When we were boys , Who would believe that there were mountaineers , Dew - lapt like bulls , whofe throats had hanging at ' em Wallets of flesh ? or that there were fuch men , 2 Whofe heads ftood in their breasts ? which now we ...
... fear . When we were boys , Who would believe that there were mountaineers , Dew - lapt like bulls , whofe throats had hanging at ' em Wallets of flesh ? or that there were fuch men , 2 Whofe heads ftood in their breasts ? which now we ...
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... fear'd Left I might anger thee . [ varlets ? Pro . But , fay again , where didft thou leave these Ari . I told you , Sir , they were red hot with drinking ; So full of valour , that they fmote the air For breathing in their faces ; beat ...
... fear'd Left I might anger thee . [ varlets ? Pro . But , fay again , where didft thou leave these Ari . I told you , Sir , they were red hot with drinking ; So full of valour , that they fmote the air For breathing in their faces ; beat ...
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... fear a madnefs held me ; this must crave ( An if this be at all ) a moft ftrange ftory :. Thy Dukedom I refign , and do intreat Thou pardon me my wrongs ; but how fhould Profpero Be living , and be here ? Pro . First , noble friend ...
... fear a madnefs held me ; this must crave ( An if this be at all ) a moft ftrange ftory :. Thy Dukedom I refign , and do intreat Thou pardon me my wrongs ; but how fhould Profpero Be living , and be here ? Pro . First , noble friend ...
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... em ? How cam'ft thou in this pickle ? Trin . I have been In fuch a pickle fince I faw you laft , F 3 4 where had he wine ? 5 liquor .... old edit . Warb , emend . That , bones : That , I fear me , will ne'er The TEMPEST . 69 .
... em ? How cam'ft thou in this pickle ? Trin . I have been In fuch a pickle fince I faw you laft , F 3 4 where had he wine ? 5 liquor .... old edit . Warb , emend . That , bones : That , I fear me , will ne'er The TEMPEST . 69 .
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In Six Volumes William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. bones : That , I fear me , will ne'er out of my I fhall not fear fly - blowing . Seb . Why , how now , Stephano ? Ste . O , touch me not : I am not Stephano , but a cramp . Pro . You ...
In Six Volumes William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. bones : That , I fear me , will ne'er out of my I fhall not fear fly - blowing . Seb . Why , how now , Stephano ? Ste . O , touch me not : I am not Stephano , but a cramp . Pro . You ...
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Page 41 - The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning ! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no.
Page 138 - Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
Page 501 - 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...
Page 313 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Page 127 - The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: 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.
Page 66 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
Page 323 - 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 ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page xxxi - His name is printed, as the custom was in those times, amongst those of the other players, before some old plays, but without any particular account of what sort of parts he...
Page xxx - In this kind of settlement he continued for some time, till an extravagance that he was guilty of forced him both out of his country, and that way of living which he had taken up...