The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, 1. ciltJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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Sayfa xxi
... Heads at least may have fomething hu- man , tho ' their Bodies and Tails are wild beasts and Lerpents . As I believe that what I have mentioned gave rise to the opinion of Shakespear's want of learning ; fo what has continued it down to ...
... Heads at least may have fomething hu- man , tho ' their Bodies and Tails are wild beasts and Lerpents . As I believe that what I have mentioned gave rise to the opinion of Shakespear's want of learning ; fo what has continued it down to ...
Sayfa 26
... head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oar'd Himfelf with his good arms in lufty strokes To th ' fhore ; that o'er his wave - worn bafis bow'd As ftooping to relieve him : I not doubt He came alive to land . Alon . No , no ...
... head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oar'd Himfelf with his good arms in lufty strokes To th ' fhore ; that o'er his wave - worn bafis bow'd As ftooping to relieve him : I not doubt He came alive to land . Alon . No , no ...
Sayfa 29
... head . Seb . What , art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I do ; and furely It is a fleepy language , and thou speak'st Out of thy fleep : what is it thou didst fay ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With eyes ...
... head . Seb . What , art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I do ; and furely It is a fleepy language , and thou speak'st Out of thy fleep : what is it thou didst fay ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With eyes ...
Sayfa 34
... head : yond fame.cloud cannot chufe but fall by pailfuls What have we here , a man or a fish ? dead or alive ? a fifh ; he fmells like a fifh a very an- cient and fifh - like smell . A kind of , not of the newest , Poor John : a ftrange ...
... head : yond fame.cloud cannot chufe but fall by pailfuls What have we here , a man or a fish ? dead or alive ? a fifh ; he fmells like a fifh a very an- cient and fifh - like smell . A kind of , not of the newest , Poor John : a ftrange ...
Sayfa 42
... head . Trin . Where should they be fet elfe ? he were a brave monster indeed if they were fet in his tail . Ste . My man - monster hath drown'd his tongue in fack ; for my part , the fea cannot drown me . I fwam , ere I could recover ...
... head . Trin . Where should they be fet elfe ? he were a brave monster indeed if they were fet in his tail . Ste . My man - monster hath drown'd his tongue in fack ; for my part , the fea cannot drown me . I fwam , ere I could recover ...
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Sayfa 41 - The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning ! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no.
Sayfa 138 - Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
Sayfa 501 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Sayfa 313 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Sayfa 127 - The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Sayfa 66 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
Sayfa 323 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; • And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Sayfa xxxi - His name is printed, as the custom was in those times, amongst those of the other players, before some old plays, but without any particular account of what sort of parts he...
Sayfa xxx - In this kind of settlement he continued for some time, till an extravagance that he was guilty of forced him both out of his country, and that way of living which he had taken up...