The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 5J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... fweet Nell , if thou dost love thy Lord , Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts ; And may that thought , when I imagine Ill Against my King and nephew , virtuous Henry , Be my laft Breathing in this mortal world ! - My troublous ...
... fweet Nell , if thou dost love thy Lord , Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts ; And may that thought , when I imagine Ill Against my King and nephew , virtuous Henry , Be my laft Breathing in this mortal world ! - My troublous ...
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... fweet wine , as appears from a paffage in a pamphlet , intitled , The discovery of a London Monster , called the black dog of Newgate , printed 1612. Some drinking the neat wine of Orleance , fome the Gaf- cony , feme the Bourdeaux ...
... fweet wine , as appears from a paffage in a pamphlet , intitled , The discovery of a London Monster , called the black dog of Newgate , printed 1612. Some drinking the neat wine of Orleance , fome the Gaf- cony , feme the Bourdeaux ...
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... fweet Somerset , be still . Thy fortune , York , hadft thou been Regent there , Might happily have prov'd far worse than his . York . What , worse than nought ? nay , then a fhame take al !! Som . And , in the number , thee that wifheft ...
... fweet Somerset , be still . Thy fortune , York , hadft thou been Regent there , Might happily have prov'd far worse than his . York . What , worse than nought ? nay , then a fhame take al !! Som . And , in the number , thee that wifheft ...
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... fweet Suffolk , thou torment't thyfelf ; And these dread curfes , like the fun ' gainst glass , Or like an over - charged gun , recoil And turn the force of them upon thyfelf . Suf . You bad me ban , and will you bid me leave ? Now , by ...
... fweet Suffolk , thou torment't thyfelf ; And these dread curfes , like the fun ' gainst glass , Or like an over - charged gun , recoil And turn the force of them upon thyfelf . Suf . You bad me ban , and will you bid me leave ? Now , by ...
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... fweet Elyfium . To die by thee were but to die in jeft , From thee to die were torture more than death . -Oh ! let me ftay , befal what may befal . Q. Mar. Away . Though parting be a fretful cor- rofive , It is applied to a deathful ...
... fweet Elyfium . To die by thee were but to die in jeft , From thee to die were torture more than death . -Oh ! let me ftay , befal what may befal . Q. Mar. Away . Though parting be a fretful cor- rofive , It is applied to a deathful ...
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Page 454 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Page 450 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Page 451 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 453 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Page 228 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, . I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Page 154 - To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Page 172 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Page 415 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Page 256 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Page 79 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.