A Concordance to Shakespeare: Suited to All the Editions, in which the Distinguished and Parallel Passages in the Plays of that Justly Admired Writer are Methodically Arranged. To which are Added, Three Hundred Notes and Illustrations, Entirely New |
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Resultats 1 - 5 de 5.
Pàgina 82
That we the pain of death would hourly bear , Rather than die at once ! ) taught
me to shift Into a mad man's rags . Lear , A. 5 , S. 3 . O wretched ftate ! O bofom
black as death ! O limed soul , that struggling to be free , Art more engag'd !
That we the pain of death would hourly bear , Rather than die at once ! ) taught
me to shift Into a mad man's rags . Lear , A. 5 , S. 3 . O wretched ftate ! O bofom
black as death ! O limed soul , that struggling to be free , Art more engag'd !
Pàgina 118
Troilus and Creffida , A. 3 , S. 2 , F. A M E. - He hath atchiev'd a maid That
paragons description , and wild fame ; One that excels the quirks of blazoning
pens , And , in the effential vesture of creation , Does bear all excellency .. ! .
Othello , A. 2 ...
Troilus and Creffida , A. 3 , S. 2 , F. A M E. - He hath atchiev'd a maid That
paragons description , and wild fame ; One that excels the quirks of blazoning
pens , And , in the effential vesture of creation , Does bear all excellency .. ! .
Othello , A. 2 ...
Pàgina 220
... filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Above our errors ; laugh at us , while
we strut To our confufion . Antony and Cleopatra , A. 3 , S. 11 , Beware Of
entrance to a quarrel ; but , being in , Bear Bear it that the opposer may beware of
thee .
... filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Above our errors ; laugh at us , while
we strut To our confufion . Antony and Cleopatra , A. 3 , S. 11 , Beware Of
entrance to a quarrel ; but , being in , Bear Bear it that the opposer may beware of
thee .
Pàgina 241
Whose hand is that the foreft bear doth lick ? Not his , that spoils her young
before her face . Henry VI . P. 3 , A. 2 , S. 2 . Thus yields the cedar to the axe's
edge , Whose arms gave ihelter to the princely eagle , Under whose shade the
ramping ...
Whose hand is that the foreft bear doth lick ? Not his , that spoils her young
before her face . Henry VI . P. 3 , A. 2 , S. 2 . Thus yields the cedar to the axe's
edge , Whose arms gave ihelter to the princely eagle , Under whose shade the
ramping ...
Pàgina 458
So in Marston's Antonio and Melida , “ He has had wrong ; and if I were he , I
would bear no coles . ' Again in May - day , “ You must swear by no man's beard
but “ your own , for that may breed a quarrel ; above all things , “ you must carry
no ...
So in Marston's Antonio and Melida , “ He has had wrong ; and if I were he , I
would bear no coles . ' Again in May - day , “ You must swear by no man's beard
but “ your own , for that may breed a quarrel ; above all things , “ you must carry
no ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
againſt All's Antony and Cleopatra bear beauty believe better blood Cæſar Coriolanus death doth earth ends eyes face fair fall father fear fire fool fortune friends give grace grief Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry IV Henry V. A. Henry VIII himſelf hold honour itſelf JOHNSON Julius Cæfar keep King John Lear live look lord Love's means Meaſure for Meaſure Merchant of Venice Midſummer Night's Dream mind moſt muſt nature never night noble once Othello paſſage peace play poor prince reaſon Richard Richard II ſay ſee ſeems ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſpirit ſtand STEEVENS ſtill ſuch ſweet tears tell Tempeſt thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought Timon of Athens tongue true turn uſe virtue WARBURTON whoſe wind Winter's Tale youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 343 - 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 12 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Pàgina 67 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Pàgina 162 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Pàgina 298 - 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; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ. Yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?
Pàgina 14 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pàgina 139 - 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 61 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Pàgina 463 - His nature is too noble for the world : He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for his power to thunder. His heart's his mouth : What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent ; And, being angry, does forget that ever He heard the name of death.
Pàgina 94 - 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.