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... fear , " & c . P. 359. For " Erit , " after " thou art translated : " — Read : Exeunt Snout and Quince . P. 363 ... fear of interruption . So in " King Lear , " Act II . Sc . 4 : - “ Delivered letters spite of intermission . ” P. 421 ...
... fear , " & c . P. 359. For " Erit , " after " thou art translated : " — Read : Exeunt Snout and Quince . P. 363 ... fear of interruption . So in " King Lear , " Act II . Sc . 4 : - “ Delivered letters spite of intermission . ” P. 421 ...
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... fear she ' ll prove as hard In that you are astray ; ] It has been proposed , to keep up this bout of petty quibbles , that we should read a stray , i . e . a stray sheep . b Did she nod ? ] This query , and the stage - direction ...
... fear she ' ll prove as hard In that you are astray ; ] It has been proposed , to keep up this bout of petty quibbles , that we should read a stray , i . e . a stray sheep . b Did she nod ? ] This query , and the stage - direction ...
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... fear of catching cold . A mode of expression very common in our author's day . b Panthino , - ] In the list of persons represented in the old copy this name is spelt Panthion . In the play , Act I. Sc . 3 , he is designated Panthino ...
... fear of catching cold . A mode of expression very common in our author's day . b Panthino , - ] In the list of persons represented in the old copy this name is spelt Panthion . In the play , Act I. Sc . 3 , he is designated Panthino ...
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... fear of burning ; And drench'd me in the sea , where I am drown'd : a Like exhibition- ] Pension , allowance . bO , how this spring of love resembleth- ] Resembleth , Mr. Tyr- I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter , Lest he should ...
... fear of burning ; And drench'd me in the sea , where I am drown'd : a Like exhibition- ] Pension , allowance . bO , how this spring of love resembleth- ] Resembleth , Mr. Tyr- I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter , Lest he should ...
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... fear thou shouldst lose thy tongue . PAN . Where should I lose my tongue ? LAUN . In thy tale . PAN . In thy tail ? LAUN . Lose the tide , and the voyage , and the master , and the service , and the tied ! Why , man , if the river were ...
... fear thou shouldst lose thy tongue . PAN . Where should I lose my tongue ? LAUN . In thy tale . PAN . In thy tail ? LAUN . Lose the tide , and the voyage , and the master , and the service , and the tied ! Why , man , if the river were ...
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Side 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Side 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Side 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Side 168 - 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 o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Side 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.