The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volum 6R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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Pàgina 10
... Perhaps Ben Jonson ridicules this scene of Romeo and Juliet , in his New Inn : 66 66 66 Huff How , spill it ? Spill it at me ? Tip . I reck not , but I spill it . " STEEVENS . This mode of quarrelling appears to have been common in our ...
... Perhaps Ben Jonson ridicules this scene of Romeo and Juliet , in his New Inn : 66 66 66 Huff How , spill it ? Spill it at me ? Tip . I reck not , but I spill it . " STEEVENS . This mode of quarrelling appears to have been common in our ...
Pàgina 11
... Perhaps there is no mistake . Gregory may mean Tybalt , who enters immediately after Benvolio , but on a different part of the stage . The eyes of the servant may be directed the way he sees Tybalt coming , and in the mean time ...
... Perhaps there is no mistake . Gregory may mean Tybalt , who enters immediately after Benvolio , but on a different part of the stage . The eyes of the servant may be directed the way he sees Tybalt coming , and in the mean time ...
Pàgina 19
... perhaps it might be hinted by the ode of Sappho preserved by Longinus . Petrarch is full of it : " Pace non trovo , e non hó da far guerra ; 66 E temo , e spero , e ardo , e son un ghiaccio ; " E volo sopra'l ciel , e ghiaccio in terra ...
... perhaps it might be hinted by the ode of Sappho preserved by Longinus . Petrarch is full of it : " Pace non trovo , e non hó da far guerra ; 66 E temo , e spero , e ardo , e son un ghiaccio ; " E volo sopra'l ciel , e ghiaccio in terra ...
Pàgina 20
... perhaps a meaning never given to the word in any other place . I would rather read , - Being urg'd , a fire sparkling- . Being excited and inforced . To urge the fire is the technical term . JOHNSON . Dr. Akenside in his Hymn to ...
... perhaps a meaning never given to the word in any other place . I would rather read , - Being urg'd , a fire sparkling- . Being excited and inforced . To urge the fire is the technical term . JOHNSON . Dr. Akenside in his Hymn to ...
Pàgina 22
... perhaps the present reading may be right , and Romeo means to say , in his quaint jargon , That she is poor , because she leaves no part of her store behind her , as with her all beauty will die . M. MASON . Words are sometimes shuffled ...
... perhaps the present reading may be right , and Romeo means to say , in his quaint jargon , That she is poor , because she leaves no part of her store behind her , as with her all beauty will die . M. MASON . Words are sometimes shuffled ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 378 - 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.
Pàgina 50 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid. Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers — And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight.
Pàgina 387 - Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Pàgina 83 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Pàgina 405 - But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Pàgina 240 - Shall I believe That unsubstantial Death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that I still will stay with thee, And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chambermaids; O!
Pàgina 82 - I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.
Pàgina 87 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Pàgina 241 - And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death ! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide ! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark. Here's to my love ! \Drinks.} O true apothecary ! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
Pàgina 3 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents