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 NewG.G.J. and J. Robinson, 1787 - 470 pàgines |
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Pàgina 38
... never any of thefe demure boys come to any Henry IV . P. 2 , A. 4 , S. 3 . proof . - Shall a beardless boy , A cocker'd filken wanton brave our fields , And flesh his spirit in a warlike foil , Mocking the air with colours idly spread ...
... never any of thefe demure boys come to any Henry IV . P. 2 , A. 4 , S. 3 . proof . - Shall a beardless boy , A cocker'd filken wanton brave our fields , And flesh his spirit in a warlike foil , Mocking the air with colours idly spread ...
Pàgina 40
... never anger Made good guard for itself . Antony and Cleopatra , A. 4 , S. 1 . Still , methinks , There is an air comes from her ; what fine chifel Could ever yet cut breath ? For I will kifs her . Let no man mock me , Winter's Tale , A ...
... never anger Made good guard for itself . Antony and Cleopatra , A. 4 , S. 1 . Still , methinks , There is an air comes from her ; what fine chifel Could ever yet cut breath ? For I will kifs her . Let no man mock me , Winter's Tale , A ...
Pàgina 41
... , though he really means to manage artfully , would never intimate fo much to his father ; but on the contrary , appear open and plain in his dealing . A. B. 1 am I am forry To see you ta'en from liberty , BUS BUS ( 41 )
... , though he really means to manage artfully , would never intimate fo much to his father ; but on the contrary , appear open and plain in his dealing . A. B. 1 am I am forry To see you ta'en from liberty , BUS BUS ( 41 )
Pàgina 43
... never more admir'd , That by the negligent . Antony and Cleopatra , A. 3 , S. 7 . CEREMONY . And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ? What kind of god art thou , that fuffer'st more Of mortal griefs , than do thy worshippers ? What are ...
... never more admir'd , That by the negligent . Antony and Cleopatra , A. 3 , S. 7 . CEREMONY . And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ? What kind of god art thou , that fuffer'st more Of mortal griefs , than do thy worshippers ? What are ...
Pàgina 44
... never in my life Did hear a challenge urg'd more modeftly , Unless a brother should a brother dare To gentle exercife and proof of arms . Henry IV . P. 1 , A. 5. S. 2 . CHARITY . O father abbot , An old man broken with the ftorms of ...
... never in my life Did hear a challenge urg'd more modeftly , Unless a brother should a brother dare To gentle exercife and proof of arms . Henry IV . P. 1 , A. 5. S. 2 . CHARITY . O father abbot , An old man broken with the ftorms of ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
againſt All's Antony and Cleopatra beſt blood Coriolanus Cymbeline death doft doth expreffion eyes faid fear feems fenfe fhall fhew fhould fignify firſt fleep fome fool forrow foul fpeak fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe furely fweet fword Gentlemen of Verona grief Hamlet hath heart heaven Henry IV Henry V. A. Henry VI Henry VIII himſelf honour itſelf JOHNSON Julius Cæfar King John Lear lord Love's Labour Loft Meafure for Meaſure means Merchant of Venice Midfummer Night's Dream moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble o'er obferve Othello paffage paffion praiſe prefent reafon Richard Richard II Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould read ſpeak ſpeech ſtand ſtate STEEVENS tears Tempeft thee thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Timon of Athens tongue Troilus and Creffida Twelfth Night uſe virtue WARBURTON whofe Whoſe Winter's Tale word
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.