The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, Volum 15 |
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Pàgina 8
... God , I might not this believe , Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . Mar. Is it not like the king ? Hor . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on , When he the ambitious Norway combated ; So ...
... God , I might not this believe , Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . Mar. Is it not like the king ? Hor . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on , When he the ambitious Norway combated ; So ...
Pàgina 17
... poems they are found : " And now the cocke , the morning's trumpeter , " Play'd huntsup for the day - star to appear . " Mr. Gray has imitated our poet : Awake the god of day ; and , at his C 2 PRINCE OF DENMARK . 17 'Tis here! ...
... poems they are found : " And now the cocke , the morning's trumpeter , " Play'd huntsup for the day - star to appear . " Mr. Gray has imitated our poet : Awake the god of day ; and , at his C 2 PRINCE OF DENMARK . 17 'Tis here! ...
Pàgina 18
... god of day ; and , at his warning , Whether in sea or fire , in earth or air , " The cock's shrill clarion , or the echoing horn , " No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed . " Malone . 6 Whether in sea & c . ] According to the ...
... god of day ; and , at his warning , Whether in sea or fire , in earth or air , " The cock's shrill clarion , or the echoing horn , " No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed . " Malone . 6 Whether in sea & c . ] According to the ...
Pàgina 29
... God ! O God ! How weary , stale , flat , and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fy on ' t ! O fy ! ' tis an unweeded garden , That grows to seed ; things rank , and gross in nature , Possess it merely . That it should ...
... God ! O God ! How weary , stale , flat , and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world ! Fy on ' t ! O fy ! ' tis an unweeded garden , That grows to seed ; things rank , and gross in nature , Possess it merely . That it should ...
Pàgina 30
... gods for the preference in musick . Warburton . All our English poets are guilty of the same false quantity , and call Hyperion Hyperion ; at least the only instance I have met with to the contrary , is in the old play of Fuimus Troes ...
... gods for the preference in musick . Warburton . All our English poets are guilty of the same false quantity , and call Hyperion Hyperion ; at least the only instance I have met with to the contrary , is in the old play of Fuimus Troes ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Alcib Alcibiades alludes ancient Apem Apemantus appears Athens believe Ben Jonson blood called corruption Cymbeline dead death dost doth drink edition editors emendation Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes father Flav fool fortune friends gentlemen Ghost give gods gold grace Guil Guildenstern Hamlet hast hath heart heaven honest honour Horatio Johnson Julius Cæsar King Henry King Lear Laer Laertes lord madness Malone Mason means nature never noble observed old copy omitted Ophelia Othello passage perhaps phrase play players poet Polonius prince quarto Queen Rape of Lucrece Ritson Rosencrantz says scene seems sense Serv servants Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Sir Thomas Hanmer soul speak speech Steevens suppose sword tell thee Theobald thine thing thou art thought Timon Timon of Athens tion Troilus and Cressida true villain Warburton word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 53 - What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea, And there assume some other horrible form, Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason And draw you into madness...
Pàgina 29 - Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married. O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets, It is not nor it cannot come to good; But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue!
Pàgina 137 - And let those, that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them:' for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villainous; and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Pàgina 181 - O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn And reason panders will. Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more! Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul, And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.
Pàgina 23 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Pàgina 87 - Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
Pàgina 136 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Pàgina 162 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery...
Pàgina 29 - That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly— heaven and earth Must I remember? why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on, and yet within a month, Let me not think on 't; frailty thy name is woman! A little month or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body Like Niobe all tears, why she, even she — O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason...
Pàgina 202 - Makes mouths at the invisible event, Exposing what is mortal, and unsure To all that fortune, death and danger dare, Even for an egg-shell.