The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volumen13C. and A. Conrad, 1809 |
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... gods know , I speak this in hunger for bread , not in thirst for revenge . 2 Cit . Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius ? Cit . Against him first ; 5 he's a very dog to the com- monalty . 3 - but they think , we are too ...
... gods know , I speak this in hunger for bread , not in thirst for revenge . 2 Cit . Would you proceed especially against Caius Marcius ? Cit . Against him first ; 5 he's a very dog to the com- monalty . 3 - but they think , we are too ...
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... gods , not the patricians , make it ; and Your knees to them , not arms , must help . Alack , You are transported by calamity Thither where more attends you ; and you slander The helms o ' the state , who care for you like fathers ...
... gods , not the patricians , make it ; and Your knees to them , not arms , must help . Alack , You are transported by calamity Thither where more attends you ; and you slander The helms o ' the state , who care for you like fathers ...
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... God , I thank thee , I am not as this publican . " The pronoun - such , only disorders the measure . Steevens . 8 The counsellor heart , ] The heart was anciently esteemed the seat of prudence . Homo cordatus is a prudent man Johnson ...
... God , I thank thee , I am not as this publican . " The pronoun - such , only disorders the measure . Steevens . 8 The counsellor heart , ] The heart was anciently esteemed the seat of prudence . Homo cordatus is a prudent man Johnson ...
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... gods , keep you in awe , which else Would feed on one another ? - What's their seeking ? 6 Men . For corn at their own rates ; whereof , they say , The city is well stor'd . Mar. Hang ' em ! They say ? They ' ll sit by the fire , and ...
... gods , keep you in awe , which else Would feed on one another ? - What's their seeking ? 6 Men . For corn at their own rates ; whereof , they say , The city is well stor'd . Mar. Hang ' em ! They say ? They ' ll sit by the fire , and ...
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... gods sent not Corn for the rich men only : - With these shreds They vented their complainings ; which being answer'd , And a petition granted them , a strange one , ( To break the heart of generosity , 2 And make bold power look pale ...
... gods sent not Corn for the rich men only : - With these shreds They vented their complainings ; which being answer'd , And a petition granted them , a strange one , ( To break the heart of generosity , 2 And make bold power look pale ...
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Página 372 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Página 187 - NAY, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Página 243 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 401 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: Husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title ! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Página 131 - All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate.
Página 12 - Who deserves greatness, Deserves your hate* and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye 1 With every minute you do change a mind ; And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Página 220 - Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Did famine follow, whom thou fought'st against, Though daintily brought up, with patience more Than savages could suffer; thou didst drink The stale of horses and the gilded puddle Which beasts would cough at; thy palate then did deign The roughest berry on the rudest hedge; Yea, like the stag, when snow the pasture sheets, The barks of trees thou browsed'st; on the Alps It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh, Which some did die to look on; and all this—...
Página 360 - Lie down and stray no farther : now all labour Mars what it does ; yea, very force entangles Itself with strength : seal then, and all is done. Eros ! — I come, my queen.
Página 190 - Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall ! Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay : our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life Is to do thus ; when such a mutual pair [Embracing. And such a twain can do't, in which I bind, On pain of punishment, the world to weet We stand up peerless.
Página 227 - We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good ; so find we profit, By losing of our prayers.