The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ...at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1789 |
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... hour : That thou shalt know , Trojan , he is awake , He tells thee fo himself . Ene . Trumpet , blow loud , Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents ; →→→ And every Greek of mettle , let him know , What Troy means fairly ...
... hour : That thou shalt know , Trojan , he is awake , He tells thee fo himself . Ene . Trumpet , blow loud , Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents ; →→→ And every Greek of mettle , let him know , What Troy means fairly ...
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... hour on Achil- les ; and thou art as full of envy at his greatness , as Cer- berus is at Proferpina's beauty , ay that thou bark'st at him . Ajax . Miftrefs Therfites ! Ther . Thou shouldft ftrike him . beef - witted ] -half - witted ...
... hour on Achil- les ; and thou art as full of envy at his greatness , as Cer- berus is at Proferpina's beauty , ay that thou bark'st at him . Ajax . Miftrefs Therfites ! Ther . Thou shouldft ftrike him . beef - witted ] -half - witted ...
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... hour of the fun , Will , with a trumpet , ' twixt our tents and Troy , To - morrow morning call fome knight to arms , That hath a ftomach ; and fuch a one , that dare Maintain - I know not what ; ' tis trafh : Farewell . Ajax . Farewell ...
... hour of the fun , Will , with a trumpet , ' twixt our tents and Troy , To - morrow morning call fome knight to arms , That hath a ftomach ; and fuch a one , that dare Maintain - I know not what ; ' tis trafh : Farewell . Ajax . Farewell ...
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... hours , lives , fpeeches spent , Thus once again fays Neftor from the Greeks ; Deliver Helen , and all damage elfe- As bonour , lofs of time , travel , expence , Wounds , friends , and what else dear that is confum'd In bot digeftion of ...
... hours , lives , fpeeches spent , Thus once again fays Neftor from the Greeks ; Deliver Helen , and all damage elfe- As bonour , lofs of time , travel , expence , Wounds , friends , and what else dear that is confum'd In bot digeftion of ...
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... : There is at hand Paris your brother , and Deiphobus , The Grecian Diomed , and our Antenor Deliver'd to us ; and for him forthwith , fo rafb ] -fudden . Ere Ere the first facrifice , within this hour , We $ 4 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA .
... : There is at hand Paris your brother , and Deiphobus , The Grecian Diomed , and our Antenor Deliver'd to us ; and for him forthwith , fo rafb ] -fudden . Ere Ere the first facrifice , within this hour , We $ 4 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA .
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Achilles Afide againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer arms art thou Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke brother Calchas cauſe Clot coufin Cymbeline death Diomed doft doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid fair falfe Falstaff father Faulc Faulconbridge fear fhall fhew fhould fince fir John firſt flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Gaunt Guiderius hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Henry himſelf Hoft honour horſe Iach itſelf Juft king lady lord mafter majeſty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Northumberland Pandarus Patroclus peace Percy Pifanio pleaſe Poft Pofthumus Poins praiſe prefent Priam prince purpoſe Queen reafon Rich ſay SCENE Shal ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay ſuch tell thee thefe Ther theſe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue Troi Troilus Ulyff Weft whofe whoſe yourſelf
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Página 319 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Página 558 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
Página 417 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Página 327 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 558 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Página 22 - Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.