Remarks, Critical, Conjectural, and Explanatory, Upon the Plays of Shakspeare: Resulting from a Collation of the Early Copies, with that of Johnson and Steevens, Ed. by Isaac Reed, Esq., Together with Some Valuable Extracts from the Mss. of the Late Right Honourable John, Lord Chedworth, Issue 1 |
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... meaning can never be excused ; the disregard of syntax is no less
reprehensible , and every poetic ear must be offended by metrical dissonance .
Yet all these faults abound without even a comment in the last edition of
Shakspeare's plays .
... meaning can never be excused ; the disregard of syntax is no less
reprehensible , and every poetic ear must be offended by metrical dissonance .
Yet all these faults abound without even a comment in the last edition of
Shakspeare's plays .
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... note seems to merit the severity of this reprehension . LORD CHEDWORTH .
353. “ But room , Faery , here comes Oberon . " Fairie or Faerie is , certainly , as
Dr. Johnson observes , sometimes a trisyllable with our old writers ; but never , I ...
... note seems to merit the severity of this reprehension . LORD CHEDWORTH .
353. “ But room , Faery , here comes Oberon . " Fairie or Faerie is , certainly , as
Dr. Johnson observes , sometimes a trisyllable with our old writers ; but never , I ...
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I never heard so musical a discord . ” Such a pleasing unity of things discordant :
the lady means to express , in musical terms , that the harsh voices of the dogs
and hunters , joined with the confused echo , was music . B. STRUTT . 464.
I never heard so musical a discord . ” Such a pleasing unity of things discordant :
the lady means to express , in musical terms , that the harsh voices of the dogs
and hunters , joined with the confused echo , was music . B. STRUTT . 464.
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Hard - handed men , that work in Athens here , " Which never labour'd , ” & c . The
neuter relative , “ which , ” to men , was common anciently , —we find it frequently
in the translation of the Scriptures . In Julius Cæsar we meet with the hard ...
Hard - handed men , that work in Athens here , " Which never labour'd , ” & c . The
neuter relative , “ which , ” to men , was common anciently , —we find it frequently
in the translation of the Scriptures . In Julius Cæsar we meet with the hard ...
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This , says the student , is the sword with which Balaam was just going to kill I
never knew , said the stranger , that Balaam had any sword , but that he wished
for You are right , replied the Oxonian , and this is the very sword he wished for .
This , says the student , is the sword with which Balaam was just going to kill I
never knew , said the stranger , that Balaam had any sword , but that he wished
for You are right , replied the Oxonian , and this is the very sword he wished for .
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according admit affect appears believe better blood called cause certainly character common construction correction corruption death Duke explanation expression eyes face fear follows give Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Henry hold honour hope hour idea implies instance intended Johnson king lady latter leave less live look LORD CHEDWORTH lost Macbeth Malone meaning measure metre Milton mind murder nature never object observes occurs omitted once passage peace perhaps play poet present quarto reason reference remarks requires Richard says SCENE SCENE II seems sense Shakspeare shew similar sleep sometimes soul sound speak speech spirit stand Steevens strange STRUTT suggested suppose sure syllable tell thee thing thou thought tion true uttered wanting wish word
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Page 188 - Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Page 188 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page 346 - Yes, trust them not: for there is an upstart crow beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart, wrapt in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Page 24 - But what my power might else exact, — like one Who having unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie...
Page 44 - Hyems' chin, and icy crown, An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer, The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries ; and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which : And this same progeny of evils comes From our debate, from our dissension: We are their parents and original.
Page 357 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: so Caesar may; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Page 56 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Page 188 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Page 409 - From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Page 88 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.