Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... thou beg for life , says Homer's hero to his captive , when thou knowest that thou art now to fuffer only what must another day be fuffered by Achilles ? Dr. Warburton had a name fufficient to confer celebrity on those who could exalt ...
... thou beg for life , says Homer's hero to his captive , when thou knowest that thou art now to fuffer only what must another day be fuffered by Achilles ? Dr. Warburton had a name fufficient to confer celebrity on those who could exalt ...
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... thou find'st two contraries , Two different passions , from thy rapt foul rife , - Say , ( who alone effect fuch wonders could ) Rare Shakespeare to the life thou doft behold . ** To the Reader . This figure , that thou here fee'ft put ...
... thou find'st two contraries , Two different passions , from thy rapt foul rife , - Say , ( who alone effect fuch wonders could ) Rare Shakespeare to the life thou doft behold . ** To the Reader . This figure , that thou here fee'ft put ...
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... thou art proof against them ; and , indeed , Above the ill fortune of them , or the need : I , therefore , will begin : -Soul of the age , The applause , delight , the wonder of our stage , My Shakespeare , rife ! I will not lodge thee ...
... thou art proof against them ; and , indeed , Above the ill fortune of them , or the need : I , therefore , will begin : -Soul of the age , The applause , delight , the wonder of our stage , My Shakespeare , rife ! I will not lodge thee ...
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... thou canst never die , But , crown'd with laurel , live eternally . L. DIGGES . To the Memory of Master W. SHAKESPEARE . We wonder'd , Shakespeare , that thou went'ft so soon From the world's stage to the grave's tyring - room : We ...
... thou canst never die , But , crown'd with laurel , live eternally . L. DIGGES . To the Memory of Master W. SHAKESPEARE . We wonder'd , Shakespeare , that thou went'ft so soon From the world's stage to the grave's tyring - room : We ...
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... thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter Alonso , Sebastian , Anthonio , Ferdinand , Gonzalo , and others . Alon ... thou burst , wind , if room enough . JOHNSON . Perhaps rather , blow till thou burft thee , wind ! if room ...
... thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter Alonso , Sebastian , Anthonio , Ferdinand , Gonzalo , and others . Alon ... thou burst , wind , if room enough . JOHNSON . Perhaps rather , blow till thou burft thee , wind ! if room ...
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Page 89 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Page 23 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Page 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Page 83 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Page 82 - 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...