The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, Volume 1J. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... Lives in his Iue , even fo the race Of Shakespear's mind and manners brightly fbines In his well torned , and true filed lines : In each of which he feems to shake a Lance , As brandifh'd at the eyes of Ignorance . Sweet Swan of Avon ...
... Lives in his Iue , even fo the race Of Shakespear's mind and manners brightly fbines In his well torned , and true filed lines : In each of which he feems to shake a Lance , As brandifh'd at the eyes of Ignorance . Sweet Swan of Avon ...
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... lives by drunkards . This wide - chopt rafcal --- would thou might'ft lie drowning The washing of ten tides ! Gonz . He'll be hang'd yet , Though every drop of water fwear against it , And gape at wid❜ft to glut him . Seb . Mercy on us ...
... lives by drunkards . This wide - chopt rafcal --- would thou might'ft lie drowning The washing of ten tides ! Gonz . He'll be hang'd yet , Though every drop of water fwear against it , And gape at wid❜ft to glut him . Seb . Mercy on us ...
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... lives in thy mind ? what feeft thou elfe In the dark back - ward and abyfme of time ? If thou remember'st ought ere thou cam'st here , How thou cam'ft here thou may'st . Mira . But that I do not . { fince Pro . ' Tis twelve years fince ...
... lives in thy mind ? what feeft thou elfe In the dark back - ward and abyfme of time ? If thou remember'st ought ere thou cam'st here , How thou cam'ft here thou may'st . Mira . But that I do not . { fince Pro . ' Tis twelve years fince ...
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... live . Seb . Of that there's none or little . Gon . How lush and lufty the grafs looks ? how green ? Ant . The ground indeed is tawny . Seb . With an eye of green in't . Ant . He miffes not much . Seb . No : he does but mistake the ...
... live . Seb . Of that there's none or little . Gon . How lush and lufty the grafs looks ? how green ? Ant . The ground indeed is tawny . Seb . With an eye of green in't . Ant . He miffes not much . Seb . No : he does but mistake the ...
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... live . I faw him beat the furges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung afide ; and breasted The furge moft fwoll'n that met him : his bold head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oar'd ...
... live . I faw him beat the furges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung afide ; and breasted The furge moft fwoll'n that met him : his bold head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oar'd ...
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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...