The tempest. A midsummer-night's dream. The two gentleman of Verona. The merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measureJ. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman and T. Shewell, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod., 1747 |
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Pàgina xxvii
... Play - book ; meaning , I fuppofe , Terence's Comedies . But this Story is unworthy of him ; tho ' well enough fuiting the fanatic turn of the wild Writer that relates it ; fuch cenfures are amongst the follies of men immoderately given ...
... Play - book ; meaning , I fuppofe , Terence's Comedies . But this Story is unworthy of him ; tho ' well enough fuiting the fanatic turn of the wild Writer that relates it ; fuch cenfures are amongst the follies of men immoderately given ...
Pàgina xxxvi
... Play be his , as there goes a Tradition it was , ( and indeed it has little refemblance of Fletcher , and more of our Author than fome of those which have been receiv'd as genuine . ) I am inclined to think , this opinion proceeded ori ...
... Play be his , as there goes a Tradition it was , ( and indeed it has little refemblance of Fletcher , and more of our Author than fome of those which have been receiv'd as genuine . ) I am inclined to think , this opinion proceeded ori ...
Pàgina xl
... Play - houses . T འ་ The folio edition ( in which all the plays we now receive as his , were first collected ) was published by two Players , Heminges and Condell , in 1623 , seven years after his deceafe . They declare , that all the ...
... Play - houses . T འ་ The folio edition ( in which all the plays we now receive as his , were first collected ) was published by two Players , Heminges and Condell , in 1623 , seven years after his deceafe . They declare , that all the ...
Pàgina xli
... play - house , and had from time to time been cut , or added to , arbitrarily . It appears that this edition , as well as the Quarto's , was printed ( at leaft partly ) from no better copies than the Prompter's Book , or Piecemeal Parts ...
... play - house , and had from time to time been cut , or added to , arbitrarily . It appears that this edition , as well as the Quarto's , was printed ( at leaft partly ) from no better copies than the Prompter's Book , or Piecemeal Parts ...
Pàgina xlvii
... , and fhelter himself in London . It is at this time , and upon this accident , that he is faid to have made his firft acquaintance in the Play houfe . houfe . He was receiv'd into the company then in of Mr. WILLIAM SHAKESPEAR . xlvii.
... , and fhelter himself in London . It is at this time , and upon this accident , that he is faid to have made his firft acquaintance in the Play houfe . houfe . He was receiv'd into the company then in of Mr. WILLIAM SHAKESPEAR . xlvii.
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 41 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Pàgina 382 - 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.
Pàgina lxviii - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
Pàgina 21 - Know thus far forth. — By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore ; and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.
Pàgina 366 - Stands at a guard with envy ; scarce confesses That his blood flows, or that his appetite Is more to bread than stone : hence shall we see, If power change purpose, what our seemers be.
Pàgina 49 - 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.
Pàgina 33 - All things in common, nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Pàgina 153 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Pàgina 155 - 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.
Pàgina 293 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...