The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Volumen3F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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... forsworn Three thousand times within this three years ' space : For every man with his affects is born ; Not by might master'd , but by special grace : If I break faith , this word shall speak for me , I am forsworn on mere necessity ...
... forsworn Three thousand times within this three years ' space : For every man with his affects is born ; Not by might master'd , but by special grace : If I break faith , this word shall speak for me , I am forsworn on mere necessity ...
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... forsworn , ( which is a great argument of falshood , ) if I love : And how can that be true love , which is falsely at- tempted ? Love is a familiar ; love is a devil : there is no evil angel but love . Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and ...
... forsworn , ( which is a great argument of falshood , ) if I love : And how can that be true love , which is falsely at- tempted ? Love is a familiar ; love is a devil : there is no evil angel but love . Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and ...
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... forsworn . King . Not for the world , fair madam , by my will . Prin . Why , will shall break it ; will , and nothing 2 else . King . Your ladyship is ignorant what it is . Prin . Were my lord so , his ignorance were wise , Where now ...
... forsworn . King . Not for the world , fair madam , by my will . Prin . Why , will shall break it ; will , and nothing 2 else . King . Your ladyship is ignorant what it is . Prin . Were my lord so , his ignorance were wise , Where now ...
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... forsworn , how shall I swear to love ? Ah , never faith could hold , if not to beauty vowed ! Though to myself forsworn , to thee I'll faithful prove ; Those thoughts to me were oaks , to thee like osiers bowed . Study his bias leaves ...
... forsworn , how shall I swear to love ? Ah , never faith could hold , if not to beauty vowed ! Though to myself forsworn , to thee I'll faithful prove ; Those thoughts to me were oaks , to thee like osiers bowed . Study his bias leaves ...
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... , from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers William Shakespeare. THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR , LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS Long . Ah me ! I am forsworn . Biron.
... , from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers William Shakespeare. THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR , LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS Long . Ah me ! I am forsworn . Biron.
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Página 105 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Página 231 - Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 249 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Página 249 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Página 125 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian : But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Página 127 - Shylock, we would have monies', You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold; monies is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money? is it possible, A cur can lend three thousand ducats'?
Página 188 - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Página 117 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Página 192 - The moon shines bright: — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Página 245 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.