The wisdom and genius of Shakspeare: comprising moral philosophy, delineations of character [&c.] with notes and scriptural references [compiled] by T. Price |
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Pàgina 5
... shew what we alone must think ; which ne'er Returns us thanks . 11 - i . 1 . g Self - interest . i Ordinary . h Poised , balanced . k Fear means here , the object of fear . i.e. And shew by realities what we now must only think . 13 ...
... shew what we alone must think ; which ne'er Returns us thanks . 11 - i . 1 . g Self - interest . i Ordinary . h Poised , balanced . k Fear means here , the object of fear . i.e. And shew by realities what we now must only think . 13 ...
Pàgina 24
... shew evil . 5 - iii . 2 . 16 - iii . 4 . 127 Ceremony , its origin . Ceremony Was but devised at first , to set a gloss On faint deeds , hollow welcomes , Recanting goodness , sorry ere ' tis shewn ; But where there is true friendship ...
... shew evil . 5 - iii . 2 . 16 - iii . 4 . 127 Ceremony , its origin . Ceremony Was but devised at first , to set a gloss On faint deeds , hollow welcomes , Recanting goodness , sorry ere ' tis shewn ; But where there is true friendship ...
Pàgina 36
... shew us Whiles it was ours . 6 - iv . 1 . 199 Mediocrity of life . Full oft ' tis seen , Our mean " secures us ; and our mere defects Prove our commodities . 34 - iv . 1 . o 1 Sam . iii . 12 , 13 . p Fair deceiver . q Foolish . 1 Over ...
... shew us Whiles it was ours . 6 - iv . 1 . 199 Mediocrity of life . Full oft ' tis seen , Our mean " secures us ; and our mere defects Prove our commodities . 34 - iv . 1 . o 1 Sam . iii . 12 , 13 . p Fair deceiver . q Foolish . 1 Over ...
Pàgina 41
... shew itself but pride ; for supple knees Feed arrogance , and are the proud man's fees . 226 Neglect of departed friends . As we do turn our backs 26 - iii . 3 . From our companion , thrown into his grave ; So his familiars to his ...
... shew itself but pride ; for supple knees Feed arrogance , and are the proud man's fees . 226 Neglect of departed friends . As we do turn our backs 26 - iii . 3 . From our companion , thrown into his grave ; So his familiars to his ...
Pàgina 42
William Shakespeare Thomas Price (chaplain at Woolwich). Why dost thou shew to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not ? O Error , soon conceived , Thou never com'st unto a happy birth , . But kill'st the mother that engender'd ...
William Shakespeare Thomas Price (chaplain at Woolwich). Why dost thou shew to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not ? O Error , soon conceived , Thou never com'st unto a happy birth , . But kill'st the mother that engender'd ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 397 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Pàgina 120 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pàgina 130 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pàgina 62 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Pàgina 380 - ... 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 39 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Pàgina 239 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Pàgina 113 - Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.
Pàgina 246 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pàgina 243 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one...