The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... Macb , So foul and fair a day I have not feen . Ban . How far is't call'd to Forres ? —What are these , So wither'd , and fo wild in their attire , That look not like the inhabitants o ' th ' earth ,. And yet are on't ? Live you , or ...
... Macb , So foul and fair a day I have not feen . Ban . How far is't call'd to Forres ? —What are these , So wither'd , and fo wild in their attire , That look not like the inhabitants o ' th ' earth ,. And yet are on't ? Live you , or ...
Sida 237
... Macb . Into the air : and what feem'd corporal Melted , as breath , into the wind . -'Would they had staid ! Ban . Were fuch things here as we do fpeak about ? Or have we eaten of the infane root , That takes the reafon prisoner ? Macb ...
... Macb . Into the air : and what feem'd corporal Melted , as breath , into the wind . -'Would they had staid ! Ban . Were fuch things here as we do fpeak about ? Or have we eaten of the infane root , That takes the reafon prisoner ? Macb ...
Sida 238
... Macb . Glamis and Thane of Cawdor ! [ Afide The greatest is behind . Thanks for your pains . [ To Angus , Do you not hope your children shall be Kings ? [ To Banquo .. When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me , Promis d no less to ...
... Macb . Glamis and Thane of Cawdor ! [ Afide The greatest is behind . Thanks for your pains . [ To Angus , Do you not hope your children shall be Kings ? [ To Banquo .. When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me , Promis d no less to ...
Sida 239
... Macb . If chance will have me King , why , chance may crown me , Without my flir . Ban . New honours come upon him , [ Afide . Like our frange garments cleave not to their mould , But with the aid of ufe . Mach . Come what come may ...
... Macb . If chance will have me King , why , chance may crown me , Without my flir . Ban . New honours come upon him , [ Afide . Like our frange garments cleave not to their mould , But with the aid of ufe . Mach . Come what come may ...
Sida 240
... Macb . I he fervice and the loyalty I owe , In doing it , pays itfelf . Your Highness ' part Is to receive our duties ; and our cuties Are to your throne , and ftate , children and fervants ; Which do but what they fhould , by doing ...
... Macb . I he fervice and the loyalty I owe , In doing it , pays itfelf . Your Highness ' part Is to receive our duties ; and our cuties Are to your throne , and ftate , children and fervants ; Which do but what they fhould , by doing ...
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The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by ... William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1771 |
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Sida 253 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time ; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Sida 80 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Sida 76 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry : — I will preach to thee ; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Sida 265 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Sida 71 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles : half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yond...
Sida 81 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me: For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
Sida 241 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty...
Sida 261 - Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams That shake us nightly: better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Sida 45 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...
Sida 6 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.