The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ...
at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1789
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Achilles Æne Æneas Agamemnon Ajax arms art thou Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Calchas call'd Clot Cloten cousin Cymbeline dead death Diomed dost doth duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulc Faulconbridge fear fir John fool foul friends Gaunt give grace grief Guiderius hand Harry hath head hear heart heaven Hector Henry hither honour Host Iach Imogen John of Gaunt Julius Cæsar king lady liege look lord majesty master Menelaus never night noble Northumberland Pandarus Patroclus peace Percy Phil Poins Posthumus pr'ythee pray Priam prince prince of Wales Queen Rich Sbal SCENE shalt shew speak stand sweet sword tell thee Ther there's thine thing thou art thou hast tongue Troilus Trot Troy true Ulyjs uncle villain What's word York
الصفحة 319 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
الصفحة 558 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
الصفحة 417 - 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...
الصفحة 327 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
الصفحة 558 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o