The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with a selection of notes from the most emient commentators, &c., by A. Chalmers, Volume 7 |
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... Publish'd May 17. 1804 , by F & C.Rivington , Paul's Church Yard . KING HENRY VIII . ] We are unacquainted with any. Sc.II. Fuseli inv Blake sculp Kath . Spirits of peace , where are re ye ? Are ye all gone ? Act IV. KING HENRY VII. ...
... Publish'd May 17. 1804 , by F & C.Rivington , Paul's Church Yard . KING HENRY VIII . ] We are unacquainted with any. Sc.II. Fuseli inv Blake sculp Kath . Spirits of peace , where are re ye ? Are ye all gone ? Act IV. KING HENRY VII. ...
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... Kath . Nay , we must longer kneel ; I am a suitor . K. Hen . Arise , and take place by us : -Half your suit and the best heart of it , ] Heart is not here taken for the great organ of circulation and life , but , in a common , and po ...
... Kath . Nay , we must longer kneel ; I am a suitor . K. Hen . Arise , and take place by us : -Half your suit and the best heart of it , ] Heart is not here taken for the great organ of circulation and life , but , in a common , and po ...
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... Kath . Thank your majesty . That you would love yourself ; and , in that love , Not unconsider'd leave your honour , nor The dignity of your office , is the point Of my petition . K. Hen . Lady mine , proceed . Q. Kath . I am solicited ...
... Kath . Thank your majesty . That you would love yourself ; and , in that love , Not unconsider'd leave your honour , nor The dignity of your office , is the point Of my petition . K. Hen . Lady mine , proceed . Q. Kath . I am solicited ...
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... Kath . No , my lord , You know no more than others : but you frame Things , that are known alike ; 3 which are not whole- some To those which would not know them , and yet must Perforce be their acquaintance . These exactions Whereof my ...
... Kath . No , my lord , You know no more than others : but you frame Things , that are known alike ; 3 which are not whole- some To those which would not know them , and yet must Perforce be their acquaintance . These exactions Whereof my ...
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... Kath . I am sorry , that the duke of Buckingham Is run in your displeasure . K. Hen . It grieves many : The gentleman is learn'd , and a most rare speaker , To nature none more bound ; his training such , That he may furnish and ...
... Kath . I am sorry , that the duke of Buckingham Is run in your displeasure . K. Hen . It grieves many : The gentleman is learn'd , and a most rare speaker , To nature none more bound ; his training such , That he may furnish and ...
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Page 218 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 222 - 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...
Page 34 - 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 ! Brak.
Page 221 - 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 337 - I do not strain at the position, — It is familiar, — but at the author's drift : Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves, That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting, ) Till he communicate his parts to others...
Page 359 - I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Cressida. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fye, fye upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive* of her body.
Page 34 - As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Page 221 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? must i needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. — The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever, and for ever, shall be yours.
Page 339 - The present eye praises the present object : Then marvel not, thou great and complete man, That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax ; Since things in motion sooner catch the eye, Than what not stirs. The cry went once on thee, And still it might, and yet it may again, If thou would'st not entomb thyself alive, And case thy reputation in thy tent...
Page 35 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.