The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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Pàgina 26
... ghoft , or reared the warlike standard . His choice of thefe fubjects was judicious , if we confi- der the times in which he lived ; his management of them fo mafterly , that he will be admired in all times . 1 In the fame age , Ben ...
... ghoft , or reared the warlike standard . His choice of thefe fubjects was judicious , if we confi- der the times in which he lived ; his management of them fo mafterly , that he will be admired in all times . 1 In the fame age , Ben ...
Pàgina 216
... Ghoft and Hamlet . Ham . Where wilt thou lead me ? fpeak ; I'll go ne further . Ghoft . Mark me . Ham . I will . Ghoft . My hour is almost come , When I to fulph'rous and tormenting flames Must render up myself . Ham . Alas , poor ghost .
... Ghoft and Hamlet . Ham . Where wilt thou lead me ? fpeak ; I'll go ne further . Ghoft . Mark me . Ham . I will . Ghoft . My hour is almost come , When I to fulph'rous and tormenting flames Must render up myself . Ham . Alas , poor ghost .
Pàgina 217
William Shakespeare. Ham . Speak ; I am bound to hear . Ghoft . So art thou to revenge when thou fhalt hear . Ham . What ? Ghoft . I am thy father's fpirit , Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night , And for the day confin'd to faft ...
William Shakespeare. Ham . Speak ; I am bound to hear . Ghoft . So art thou to revenge when thou fhalt hear . Ham . What ? Ghoft . I am thy father's fpirit , Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night , And for the day confin'd to faft ...
Pàgina 218
... Ghoft . Ay , that inceftuous , that adulterate beaft , With witchcraft of his wits , with trait'rous gifts , ( O wicked wits , and gifts that have the power . So to feduce ; ) won to his fhameful luft The will of my moft feeming ...
... Ghoft . Ay , that inceftuous , that adulterate beaft , With witchcraft of his wits , with trait'rous gifts , ( O wicked wits , and gifts that have the power . So to feduce ; ) won to his fhameful luft The will of my moft feeming ...
Pàgina 221
... thought unne- ceffary to add , that it is reported , all this fine fcene betwixt Hamlet and the Ghoft , was written by Shakespear , in a charnel- house . 13 ACT II . SCENE II . Ophelia's Defcription of Hamlet's Hamlet . 221.
... thought unne- ceffary to add , that it is reported , all this fine fcene betwixt Hamlet and the Ghoft , was written by Shakespear , in a charnel- house . 13 ACT II . SCENE II . Ophelia's Defcription of Hamlet's Hamlet . 221.
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 212 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Pàgina 205 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Pàgina 217 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Pàgina 209 - 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!
Pàgina 233 - No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Pàgina 72 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Pàgina 60 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Pàgina 226 - That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have/ He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Pàgina 36 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Pàgina 236 - Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence. What then? what rests? Try what repentance can: what can it not? Yet what can it, when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged! Help, angels! make assay; Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All may be well.