The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volum 8J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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Pàgina 10
... light fteals home my heavy fon , And private in his chamber pens himself , Shuts up his windows , locks fair day - light out , And makes himself an artificial night . Black and portentous muft this humour prove , Unless good counsel may ...
... light fteals home my heavy fon , And private in his chamber pens himself , Shuts up his windows , locks fair day - light out , And makes himself an artificial night . Black and portentous muft this humour prove , Unless good counsel may ...
Pàgina 15
... light . first edition . She is the bopeful lady of my earth : ] This line not in the POPE . The lady of his earth is an ex- preffion not very intelligible , un- lefs he means that fhe is heir to his eflate , and I fuppofe no man Such ...
... light . first edition . She is the bopeful lady of my earth : ] This line not in the POPE . The lady of his earth is an ex- preffion not very intelligible , un- lefs he means that fhe is heir to his eflate , and I fuppofe no man Such ...
Pàgina 16
... light . i . e . When the evening is dark and without stars , thefe earthly ftars fupply their place , and light it up . So again in this play , Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night , ear . Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's WARBURTON ...
... light . i . e . When the evening is dark and without stars , thefe earthly ftars fupply their place , and light it up . So again in this play , Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night , ear . Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's WARBURTON ...
Pàgina 24
... Light . Mer . Nay , gentle Romeo , we must have you dance . Rom . Not I , believe me ; you have dancing fhoes With nimble foles ; I have a foul of lead , So ftakes me to the ground , I cannot move . Mer . You are a Lover ; borrow ...
... Light . Mer . Nay , gentle Romeo , we must have you dance . Rom . Not I , believe me ; you have dancing fhoes With nimble foles ; I have a foul of lead , So ftakes me to the ground , I cannot move . Mer . You are a Lover ; borrow ...
Pàgina 25
... light of heart , Tickle the fenfelefs rufhes with their heels ; For I am proverb'd with a granfire - phrase ; I'll be a candle - holder , and look on . The game was ne'er fo fair , and I am done . Mer . 7 Tut ! dun's the mouse , the ...
... light of heart , Tickle the fenfelefs rufhes with their heels ; For I am proverb'd with a granfire - phrase ; I'll be a candle - holder , and look on . The game was ne'er fo fair , and I am done . Mer . 7 Tut ! dun's the mouse , the ...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare,: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections ... William Shakespeare,Samuel Johnson Visualització completa - 1765 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and ..., Volum 8 William Shakespeare,George Steevens,Samuel Johnson Visualització completa - 1803 |
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Pàgina 169 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Pàgina 216 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Pàgina 339 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Pàgina 29 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Pàgina 142 - 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 285 - ... in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou...
Pàgina 213 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Pàgina 27 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut , Made by the joiner squirrel , or old grub , Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pàgina 59 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Pàgina 39 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.