The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, Volume 11 |
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... fall of virtuous Lancaster.- 2 He is . ] Sir Thomas Hanmer very properly completes this broken verse , by reading- He is , my lord . 3 Steevens . Warwick's youngest daughter : ] See Vol . X , p . 375 , n . 5 . Steevens . obsequiously ...
... fall of virtuous Lancaster.- 2 He is . ] Sir Thomas Hanmer very properly completes this broken verse , by reading- He is , my lord . 3 Steevens . Warwick's youngest daughter : ] See Vol . X , p . 375 , n . 5 . Steevens . obsequiously ...
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... falls - 99 Malone . to his unhappiness ! ] i . e . disposition to mischief . So , in Much Ado about Nothing : " Dream'd of unhappiness , and wak'd herself with laughing . " Steevens . See Vol . VI , p . 390 , n . 5 . Malone , Enter ...
... falls - 99 Malone . to his unhappiness ! ] i . e . disposition to mischief . So , in Much Ado about Nothing : " Dream'd of unhappiness , and wak'd herself with laughing . " Steevens . See Vol . VI , p . 390 , n . 5 . Malone , Enter ...
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... fall somewhat into a slower method ; 8 Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry , and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? Anne . Thou wast the cause , and most accurs'd effect.9 60 , he was gentle ...
... fall somewhat into a slower method ; 8 Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry , and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? Anne . Thou wast the cause , and most accurs'd effect.9 60 , he was gentle ...
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... fall the Sword . Take up the sword again , or take up me . Anne . Arise dissembler ; though I wish thy death , I will not be thy executioner . Glo . Then bid me kill myself , and I will do it . Anne . I have already . Glo . That was in ...
... fall the Sword . Take up the sword again , or take up me . Anne . Arise dissembler ; though I wish thy death , I will not be thy executioner . Glo . Then bid me kill myself , and I will do it . Anne . I have already . Glo . That was in ...
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... fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me : 8 Which of you trembles not , that looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects ; Yet that , by you depos'd , you quake like rebels ? - 6 — our lawful king ...
... fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me : 8 Which of you trembles not , that looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects ; Yet that , by you depos'd , you quake like rebels ? - 6 — our lawful king ...
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Page 297 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin.
Page 12 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 316 - Ipswich and Oxford! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little; And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died fearing God.
Page 47 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Page 301 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Page 182 - By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
Page 302 - Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty: Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 354 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd : her own shall bless her ; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow : good grows with her In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known ; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Page 358 - To make a child, now swaddled, to proceed Man, and then shoot up in one beard and weed Past threescore years...
Page 49 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.