The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with explanatory notes and similar passages from ancient and modern authors by W. Dodd, Volum 2 |
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Side 48
A Father's Pasion on the Murder of a favourite Child . Oh tyger's heart wrapt in a
woman's hide ! How could'It thou drain the life - blood of the child , To bid the
father wipe his eyes withal , And yet be seen to wear a woman's face ? Women
are ...
A Father's Pasion on the Murder of a favourite Child . Oh tyger's heart wrapt in a
woman's hide ! How could'It thou drain the life - blood of the child , To bid the
father wipe his eyes withal , And yet be seen to wear a woman's face ? Women
are ...
Side 132
O , my dear father , restauration hang Thy medicine on my lip ; and let this kiss
Repaiç those violent harms that my two fifters Have in thy reverence made ! Had
you not been their father , these white flakes Did challenge pity of them . Was this
a ...
O , my dear father , restauration hang Thy medicine on my lip ; and let this kiss
Repaiç those violent harms that my two fifters Have in thy reverence made ! Had
you not been their father , these white flakes Did challenge pity of them . Was this
a ...
Side 133
Edgar's Account of his discovering himself to his Father , & c . Lift a brief tale , And
when ' tis told , O , that my heart would burst ! The bloody proclamation to escape
, That Who sells her honour for a diamond , Who for a tissue robe : whose ...
Edgar's Account of his discovering himself to his Father , & c . Lift a brief tale , And
when ' tis told , O , that my heart would burst ! The bloody proclamation to escape
, That Who sells her honour for a diamond , Who for a tissue robe : whose ...
Side 187
... Not when my father York , and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that
Rutland made ; When black - fac'd Clifford fhook his sword at him ; Nor when thy
war - like father , like a child , Told the sad story of my father's death , And twenty
...
... Not when my father York , and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that
Rutland made ; When black - fac'd Clifford fhook his sword at him ; Nor when thy
war - like father , like a child , Told the sad story of my father's death , And twenty
...
Side 239
how if that fly had a father and mother ? How ( 5 ) See Vol . I. p . 86. n . 13 . ( 6 )
Alas . ] The mind of Titus is wholly taken up with a reflection on his misfortunes ,
and his miseries as a parent : His brother Marcus killing a fly , he reprehends him
...
how if that fly had a father and mother ? How ( 5 ) See Vol . I. p . 86. n . 13 . ( 6 )
Alas . ] The mind of Titus is wholly taken up with a reflection on his misfortunes ,
and his miseries as a parent : His brother Marcus killing a fly , he reprehends him
...
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Side 101 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Side 101 - I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Side 142 - Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy.
Side 239 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Side 102 - 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.
Side 122 - Alas! sir, are you here? things that love night love not such nights as these; the wrathful skies gallow the very wanderers of the dark, and make them keep their caves. Since I was man such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never remember to have heard; man's nature cannot carry the affliction nor the fear.
Side 52 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Side 93 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar.
Side 110 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Side 116 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...