The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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Halaman 16
... peace , nor war ? the one affrights you , The other makes you proud . He that trufts to you , Where he should find you lions , finds you hares ; Where foxes , geefe : You are no furer , no , Than is the coal of fire upon the ice , Or ...
... peace , nor war ? the one affrights you , The other makes you proud . He that trufts to you , Where he should find you lions , finds you hares ; Where foxes , geefe : You are no furer , no , Than is the coal of fire upon the ice , Or ...
Halaman 53
... peaceful hymns of devotion fhould be employed to excite to the charge . ] Now , in the first inftance , the thought , in the common reading , was entirely loft by putting in courts for camps ; and the latter miferably involved in ...
... peaceful hymns of devotion fhould be employed to excite to the charge . ] Now , in the first inftance , the thought , in the common reading , was entirely loft by putting in courts for camps ; and the latter miferably involved in ...
Halaman 64
... the bloody flag against all patience ; ] That is , declare war against patience . There is not wit enough in this fatire to recompenfe its groffnefs . JOHNSON . more entangled by your hearing : all the peace you 64 CORIOL ANU S.
... the bloody flag against all patience ; ] That is , declare war against patience . There is not wit enough in this fatire to recompenfe its groffnefs . JOHNSON . more entangled by your hearing : all the peace you 64 CORIOL ANU S.
Halaman 65
... peace you make in their caufe , is , calling both the parties knaves : You are a pair of strange ones . BRU . Come , come , you are well underftood to be a perfecter giber for the table , than a neceffary bencher in the Capitol . MEN ...
... peace you make in their caufe , is , calling both the parties knaves : You are a pair of strange ones . BRU . Come , come , you are well underftood to be a perfecter giber for the table , than a neceffary bencher in the Capitol . MEN ...
Halaman 70
... peace . The expreffion is extremely fublime ; and the fenfe of it conveys the finest praise that can be given to a good woman . WARBURTON . By my gracious filence , I believe , the poet meant , thou whofe filent tears are more eloquent ...
... peace . The expreffion is extremely fublime ; and the fenfe of it conveys the finest praise that can be given to a good woman . WARBURTON . By my gracious filence , I believe , the poet meant , thou whofe filent tears are more eloquent ...
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Halaman 243 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not POmpey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great POmpey pass the streets of Rome...
Halaman 341 - I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Halaman 332 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Halaman 334 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Halaman 234 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! Auf.
Halaman 624 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Halaman 272 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Halaman 223 - O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But for your son— believe it, O, believe it!— Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, If not most mortal to him.
Halaman 340 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on...
Halaman 336 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.