Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... thou beg for life , fays 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 thofe who could exalt ...
... thou beg for life , fays 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 thofe who could exalt ...
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... thou find'st two contraries , Two different paffions , from thy rapt foul rife , - Say , ( who alone effect fuch wonders could ) Rare Shakespeare to the life thou deft behold . To the Reader . This figure , that thou here fee'ft put ...
... thou find'st two contraries , Two different paffions , from thy rapt foul rife , - Say , ( who alone effect fuch wonders could ) Rare Shakespeare to the life thou deft 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 applaufe , 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 applaufe , 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 Mafter W. SHAKESPEARE . We wonder'd , Shakespeare , that thou went ft fo foon From the world's ftage to the grave's tyring - room : We ...
... thou canst never die , But , crown'd with laurel , live eternally . L. DIGGES . To the Memory of Mafter W. SHAKESPEARE . We wonder'd , Shakespeare , that thou went ft fo foon From the world's ftage to the grave's tyring - room : We ...
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... thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter Alonfo , Sebaftian , Anthonio , Ferdinand , Gonzalo , and others . Alon ... thou burft , wind , if room enough . JOHNSON . Perhaps rather , blow till thou burst thee , wind ! if room ...
... thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter Alonfo , Sebaftian , Anthonio , Ferdinand , Gonzalo , and others . Alon ... thou burft , wind , if room enough . JOHNSON . Perhaps rather , blow till thou burst thee , wind ! if room ...
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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...