The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volym 6J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... i ' th ' heat . SCENE VI . [ Exeunt . Changes to a Caftle belonging to the Earl of Glo❜fter . Edm.s Enter Edmund , with a Letter . HOU , Nature , art my Goddess ; to thy law TH My fervices are bound ; wherefore fhould I Stand in the ...
... i ' th ' heat . SCENE VI . [ Exeunt . Changes to a Caftle belonging to the Earl of Glo❜fter . Edm.s Enter Edmund , with a Letter . HOU , Nature , art my Goddess ; to thy law TH My fervices are bound ; wherefore fhould I Stand in the ...
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... i ' th ' middle and eat up the meat , the two crowns of the egg . When thou cloveft thy Crown i ' th ' middle and gav'ft away both parts , thou bor'ft thine afs on thy back o'er the dirt . Thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown , when ...
... i ' th ' middle and eat up the meat , the two crowns of the egg . When thou cloveft thy Crown i ' th ' middle and gav'ft away both parts , thou bor'ft thine afs on thy back o'er the dirt . Thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown , when ...
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... i'th'middle ; here comes one o ' th ' parings . SCENE XIV . To them , Enter Gonerill . Lear . How now , daughter , what makes that front- let on ? You are too much of late i'th ' frown . Fool . Thou waft a pretty fellow , when thou ...
... i'th'middle ; here comes one o ' th ' parings . SCENE XIV . To them , Enter Gonerill . Lear . How now , daughter , what makes that front- let on ? You are too much of late i'th ' frown . Fool . Thou waft a pretty fellow , when thou ...
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... i ' th ' mid- dle of one's face ? Lear . No. Fool . Why , to keep one's eyes of either fide one's nofe , that what a man cannot fmell out , he may spy into . 8 Lear . I did her wrong- Fool . Can't tell how an oyfter makes his shell ...
... i ' th ' mid- dle of one's face ? Lear . No. Fool . Why , to keep one's eyes of either fide one's nofe , that what a man cannot fmell out , he may spy into . 8 Lear . I did her wrong- Fool . Can't tell how an oyfter makes his shell ...
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... i'th ' night , i'th ' hafte , And Regan with him ; have you nothing faid Upon his party ' gainst the Duke of Albany ? Advise yourself . Edg . I'm fure on't , not a word . Edm . I hear my father coming . Pardon me . In cunning , I must ...
... i'th ' night , i'th ' hafte , And Regan with him ; have you nothing faid Upon his party ' gainst the Duke of Albany ? Advise yourself . Edg . I'm fure on't , not a word . Edm . I hear my father coming . Pardon me . In cunning , I must ...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the ..., Volym 6 William Shakespeare Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1813 |
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Sida 132 - 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 429 - 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 423 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale!
Sida 26 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Sida 405 - The night has been unruly : where we lay, Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say, Lamentings heard i...
Sida 461 - To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come, come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to bed, to bed.
Sida 117 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway 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 149 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Sida 392 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace. I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Sida 131 - 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.