The Life and Beauties of Shakespeare: Comprising Careful Selections from Each Play, with a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper HeadsPhillips, Sampson, & Company, 1851 - 345 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة xxxiv
... thousand ! which they thought a malevolent speech . I had not told posterity this , but for their ignorance , who chose that circumstance to commend their friend by , wherein he most faulted ; and to justify mine own candor , for I ...
... thousand ! which they thought a malevolent speech . I had not told posterity this , but for their ignorance , who chose that circumstance to commend their friend by , wherein he most faulted ; and to justify mine own candor , for I ...
الصفحة xxxviii
... thousand pounds which our great poet received from him , was bestowed and accepted in the true spirit of generosity ; as coming from one , who was exercising to its noblest uses the power of his affluence , and received by one whose ...
... thousand pounds which our great poet received from him , was bestowed and accepted in the true spirit of generosity ; as coming from one , who was exercising to its noblest uses the power of his affluence , and received by one whose ...
الصفحة liii
... thousand diseases ; but the earliest case recorded is dated 1617 , and thus all men- tion is omitted of the only one which could have secured to his work any permanent interest or value On the second day after , his decease , the ...
... thousand diseases ; but the earliest case recorded is dated 1617 , and thus all men- tion is omitted of the only one which could have secured to his work any permanent interest or value On the second day after , his decease , the ...
الصفحة 16
... thousand similes . First , for his weeping in the needless stream ; Poor deer , quoth he , thou makʼst a testament As worldlings do , giving thy sum of more To that which had too much : Then , being alone , Left and abandon'd of his ...
... thousand similes . First , for his weeping in the needless stream ; Poor deer , quoth he , thou makʼst a testament As worldlings do , giving thy sum of more To that which had too much : Then , being alone , Left and abandon'd of his ...
الصفحة 37
... thousand grains That issue out of dust : Happy thou art not : For what thou hast not , still thou striv'st to get And what thou hast , forget'st : Thou art not certain . For thy complexion shifts to strange effects , * After the moon ...
... thousand grains That issue out of dust : Happy thou art not : For what thou hast not , still thou striv'st to get And what thou hast , forget'st : Thou art not certain . For thy complexion shifts to strange effects , * After the moon ...
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Agamemnon Ajax Antony art thou Banquo bear beauty Ben Jonson blood bosom breath Brutus Cassius Cesar cheek CORIOLANUS crown Cymbeline dead dear death deed Desdemona doth dream ears earth eyes fair father fear fire fool friends gentle Ghost give gods grief hand hath head hear heart heaven honour Iago Jonson king kiss Lady Lear lips live look lord Lowsie Macb Macbeth Macd maid moon murder nature ne'er never night noble o'er passion Patroclus pity play poet poor prince queen Rape of Lucrece revenge Romeo Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's shame sleep smile soul speak spirit Stratford sweet tears tell theatre thee thine thing Thomas Lucy thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus tongue true Venus and Adonis vex'd virtue weep wife wind words wretch youth
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الصفحة 45 - I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by' the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
الصفحة 242 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
الصفحة 50 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
الصفحة 132 - The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
الصفحة 101 - 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.
الصفحة 125 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
الصفحة 270 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
الصفحة 90 - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
الصفحة 285 - She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
الصفحة 216 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.