The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volum 11F. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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Pàgina 65
... Song of his Polyolbion , has an expression resembling this : " Thick vapours , that , like ruggs , still hang the troubled air . " STEEVENS . Polyolbion was not published till 1612 , after this play had cer- tainly been exhibited ; but ...
... Song of his Polyolbion , has an expression resembling this : " Thick vapours , that , like ruggs , still hang the troubled air . " STEEVENS . Polyolbion was not published till 1612 , after this play had cer- tainly been exhibited ; but ...
Pàgina 86
... Song of Drayton's Polyolbion , ) was an annual custom observed in the country on the vigil of the new year ; and had its beginning , as some say , from the words which Ronix , daughter of Hengist , used , when she drank to Vortigern ...
... Song of Drayton's Polyolbion , ) was an annual custom observed in the country on the vigil of the new year ; and had its beginning , as some say , from the words which Ronix , daughter of Hengist , used , when she drank to Vortigern ...
Pàgina 97
... songs repeat , " And sleeping flow'rs beneath the night dews sweat . " Even lust and envy sleep ! " These lines , though so well known , I have transcribed , that the contrast between them and this passage of Shakspeare may be more ...
... songs repeat , " And sleeping flow'rs beneath the night dews sweat . " Even lust and envy sleep ! " These lines , though so well known , I have transcribed , that the contrast between them and this passage of Shakspeare may be more ...
Pàgina 101
... is necessary to the rhyme . Nor is this the only place in which Shakspeare has sacrificed grammar to rhyme . In Cymbeline , the song in Cloten's serenade runs thus : SCENE II . The Same . Enter Lady MACBETH . SC . 1 . 101 MACBETH .
... is necessary to the rhyme . Nor is this the only place in which Shakspeare has sacrificed grammar to rhyme . In Cymbeline , the song in Cloten's serenade runs thus : SCENE II . The Same . Enter Lady MACBETH . SC . 1 . 101 MACBETH .
Pàgina 103
... songs of death ! MALONE . 9 — the surfeited grooms DO MOCK their charge with snores : ] i . e . By going to sleep , they trifle and make light of the trust reposed in them , that of watching by their king . So , in Othello : " O ...
... songs of death ! MALONE . 9 — the surfeited grooms DO MOCK their charge with snores : ] i . e . By going to sleep , they trifle and make light of the trust reposed in them , that of watching by their king . So , in Othello : " O ...
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All's ancient Antony and Cleopatra appears Banquo Ben Jonson better blood BOSWELL called Cawdor Clown Cymbeline death devil doth DUKE Duncan emendation Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes fear fool give hand hast hath haue heart Hecate Holinshed honour Illyria Iulina JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry King Henry IV Lady Macbeth lord MACB MACD Macduff madam Malcolm MALONE Malvolio MASON means metre murder nature night noble observed old copy reads Olivia passage perhaps play poet present Queen ROSSE scene Scotland second folio seems selfe sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's signifies Silla Siluio Sir Andrew Sir ANDREW AGUE-cheek Sir Toby sleep song speak speech spirit STEEVENS Steevens's suppose sweet thane thee Theobald thing thou art thought three merry Viola WARBURTON weird sisters Winter's Tale WITCH woman word Масв
Passatges populars
Pàgina 40 - Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal; to me you speak not: If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.
Pàgina 170 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murthers have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear : the times have been, That when the brains were out the man would die, And there an end : but now, they rise again, With twenty mortal murthers on their crowns, And push us from our stools : This is more strange Than such a murther is.
Pàgina 95 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee : I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Pàgina 242 - The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What! will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Pàgina 52 - Highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance. Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd, As 'twere a careless trifle.
Pàgina 242 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand ; What's done, cannot be undone : To bed, to bed, to bed.
Pàgina 272 - And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. MACDUFF: Then yield thee, coward; And live to be the show and gaze o
Pàgina 46 - tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence Cousins, a word, . I pray you.
Pàgina 83 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Pàgina 96 - I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...