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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... Hanmer . STEEVENS . 9 -their ruth , ] i . e . their pity , compassion . Fairfax and Spenfer often use the word . Hence the adjective - ruthless , which is still current . STEEVENS . 2 I'd make a quarry With thousands Why a quarry ? I ...
... Hanmer . STEEVENS . 9 -their ruth , ] i . e . their pity , compassion . Fairfax and Spenfer often use the word . Hence the adjective - ruthless , which is still current . STEEVENS . 2 I'd make a quarry With thousands Why a quarry ? I ...
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... , The intelligence which you gave us some little time ago of the designs of the Falces is JOHNSON . Upon my party , I'd revolt , to make Only. now verified ; they are in arms . means no more than remain . HANMER , 20 CORIOLANUS .
... , The intelligence which you gave us some little time ago of the designs of the Falces is JOHNSON . Upon my party , I'd revolt , to make Only. now verified ; they are in arms . means no more than remain . HANMER , 20 CORIOLANUS .
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... Hanmer com- pletes this line by reading- , 4 - I speak from very certainties . & c . STEEVENS . when youth with comeliness pluck'd all gaze his way ; ] i . e . attracted the attention of every one towards him . DOUCE . treaties , a ...
... Hanmer com- pletes this line by reading- , 4 - I speak from very certainties . & c . STEEVENS . when youth with comeliness pluck'd all gaze his way ; ] i . e . attracted the attention of every one towards him . DOUCE . treaties , a ...
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... " - fome say , the earth " Was feverous , and did shake . " STEEVENS . make remain- ] is an old manner of speaking , which SCENE V. Within the town . A Street . Enter. means no more than remain . HANMER , 38 CORIOLANUS .
... " - fome say , the earth " Was feverous , and did shake . " STEEVENS . make remain- ] is an old manner of speaking , which SCENE V. Within the town . A Street . Enter. means no more than remain . HANMER , 38 CORIOLANUS .
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... read with Sir T. Hanmer ( omitting the words to me ) : Than dangerous : To Aufidius thus will I Appear , and fight . Now the fair goddess , Fortune , - . STEEVENS SCENE VI . Near the Camp of Cominius . Enter 40 CORIOLANUS .
... read with Sir T. Hanmer ( omitting the words to me ) : Than dangerous : To Aufidius thus will I Appear , and fight . Now the fair goddess , Fortune , - . STEEVENS SCENE VI . Near the Camp of Cominius . Enter 40 CORIOLANUS .
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alſo anſwer Antony Aufidius becauſe beſt Brutus Cæfar Caffius cauſe Charmian CLEO Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus Cymbeline death doth emendation Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt eyes faid fame fays fear fignifies firſt fleep foldier fome friends fuch fword gods Hanmer hath hear heart honour houſe inſtance JOHNSON Julius Cæfar King Henry laſt leſs lord MALONE Marcius Mark Antony maſter means meaſure Menenius Meſſenger moſt muſt myſelf neceſſary noble obſerved Octavia old copy Othello paſſage perſon pleaſe pleaſure Plutarch Pompey preſent Proculeius purpoſe queen reaſon Roman Rome ſame ſay ſcene ſecond folio ſee ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſervice Shakſpeare Shakſpeare's ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow Sir Thomas Hanmer ſome ſpeak ſpeech ſpirit ſtand ſtate STEEVENS ſtill ſuch ſuppoſe ſword thee Theobald theſe thoſe thou Timon of Athens tranflation of Plutarch unto uſed WARBURTON whoſe word
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Página 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...
Página 331 - 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.
Página 322 - 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.
Página 324 - 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.
Página 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.
Página 614 - 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 330 - 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...
Página 326 - 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.