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... hast thou let her scape ? " 9 Gifford , -note on Jonson's Works , v . 163 . 10 With a boldness of assertion similar to that of Shakespeare's earliest editors , Humphrey Moseley , in an address “ To the Readers , " prefixed to the folio ...
... hast thou let her scape ? " 9 Gifford , -note on Jonson's Works , v . 163 . 10 With a boldness of assertion similar to that of Shakespeare's earliest editors , Humphrey Moseley , in an address “ To the Readers , " prefixed to the folio ...
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... hast no rayling , but a raigning wit : And honesty thou sow'st , which they do reape , So to increase their stocke , which they do keepe . " 38 Are we , then , to understand that , in consequence of having personated certain royal ...
... hast no rayling , but a raigning wit : And honesty thou sow'st , which they do reape , So to increase their stocke , which they do keepe . " 38 Are we , then , to understand that , in consequence of having personated certain royal ...
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... hast a good presence upon a stage ; methinks thou darkenest thy merit by playing in the country : get thee to Lon- don , for if one man [ i . e . Burbadge ] were dead , they will have much need of such as thou art . There would be none ...
... hast a good presence upon a stage ; methinks thou darkenest thy merit by playing in the country : get thee to Lon- don , for if one man [ i . e . Burbadge ] were dead , they will have much need of such as thou art . There would be none ...
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... having been pre- served by Dugdale ( Ant . of Warwick . p . 686 , ed . 1730 , -they were some years ago restored at the expense of my friend the Rev. William Harness . Then , passenger , hast ne're a tear Το weepe CXX SOME ACCOUNT OF THE.
... having been pre- served by Dugdale ( Ant . of Warwick . p . 686 , ed . 1730 , -they were some years ago restored at the expense of my friend the Rev. William Harness . Then , passenger , hast ne're a tear Το weepe CXX SOME ACCOUNT OF THE.
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William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. Then , passenger , hast ne're a tear Το weepe with her that wept with all ? That wept , yet set herselfe to chere Them up with comforts cordiall . Her love shall live , her mercy spread , When thou hast ...
William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. Then , passenger , hast ne're a tear Το weepe with her that wept with all ? That wept , yet set herselfe to chere Them up with comforts cordiall . Her love shall live , her mercy spread , When thou hast ...
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Page 289 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Page 42 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Page 56 - The charm dissolves apace, And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Page lxxvii - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Page 32 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now,— as once I was, — and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man ; any strange beast there makes a man : when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm, o...
Page 56 - Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth, By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure; and, when I have requir'd Some heavenly music— which even now I do— To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.
Page 55 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion* as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick.
Page 25 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
Page 254 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Page lxix - Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James...