The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with explanatory notes and similar passages from ancient and modern authors by W. Dodd, Volumen2 |
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... smiles of fate : To courts , oh , never let me roam ; Bleft with content and peace at home . May my fmall bark in fafety fail , Ne'er tempted by a profp'rous gale , Roving to leave the fight of shore : And dang'rous diftant deeps ...
... smiles of fate : To courts , oh , never let me roam ; Bleft with content and peace at home . May my fmall bark in fafety fail , Ne'er tempted by a profp'rous gale , Roving to leave the fight of shore : And dang'rous diftant deeps ...
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... smile , And calls them brothers , friends , and countrymen . Upon his royal face there is no note , How dread an army hath enrounded him ; Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour Unto the weary and all - watched night ; But freshly looks ...
... smile , And calls them brothers , friends , and countrymen . Upon his royal face there is no note , How dread an army hath enrounded him ; Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour Unto the weary and all - watched night ; But freshly looks ...
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... nipping and killing the root , not the leaves and bloffoms fo that Mr. Warburton's criticism is unneceffàry . See Love's Labour Loft : V. 1. p . 32 . There There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to 64 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
... nipping and killing the root , not the leaves and bloffoms fo that Mr. Warburton's criticism is unneceffàry . See Love's Labour Loft : V. 1. p . 32 . There There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to 64 The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
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William Shakespeare William Dodd. There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet afpect of princes , and our ruin More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And , when he falls , he falls like Lucifer , Never to hope ...
William Shakespeare William Dodd. There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet afpect of princes , and our ruin More pangs and fears than war or women have ; And , when he falls , he falls like Lucifer , Never to hope ...
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... smiles in fuch a fort , As if he mock'd himself , and scorn'd his spirit , " This ( 4 ) He bears , & c . ] Mr ... smile at any thing . JULIUS CÆSAR . 95.
... smiles in fuch a fort , As if he mock'd himself , and scorn'd his spirit , " This ( 4 ) He bears , & c . ] Mr ... smile at any thing . JULIUS CÆSAR . 95.
Términos y frases comunes
againſt almoft Beaumont and Fletcher beautiful becauſe Ben Johnson bleffed blood bofom breaft Brutus Cæfar Caffius cheeks death Defcription doft doth dream earth eyes Faerie Queene faid falfe fame fays fear fecond feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould filk firft Flamen flave fleep foldier fome fomething forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fweet fword give grief hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour Iago itſelf king Lady laft lefs look lord Macb Macbeth Macd moft moſt muft muſt myſelf nature never night o'er obferves Othello Ovid paffage paffion pleaſure poet prefent purpoſe reft rife Romeo ſay SCENE SCENE SCENE VI SCENE VII ſeems Shakespear ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſweet tears thee thefe themſelves Theobald theſe things thofe thoſe thou art thouſand vulg Warburton whofe Whoſe wife wind word
Pasajes populares
Página 101 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Página 101 - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Página 142 - Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Página 239 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Página 102 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 122 - Alas! sir, are you here? things that love night love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies gallow the very wanderers of the dark, and make them keep their caves. Since I was man such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never remember to have heard; man's nature cannot carry the affliction nor the fear.
Página 52 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Página 93 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
Página 110 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Página 116 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...