The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, Tom 8H. Baldwin, 1790 |
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Strona 9
... hand holds the pen , her left doth hold the emptie waxe , " & c . MALONE . 2- no levell'd malice ] To level is to aim , to point the shot at a mark . Shakspeare's meaning is , my poem is not a fatire written with any particular view ...
... hand holds the pen , her left doth hold the emptie waxe , " & c . MALONE . 2- no levell'd malice ] To level is to aim , to point the shot at a mark . Shakspeare's meaning is , my poem is not a fatire written with any particular view ...
Strona 10
... hand wafts to her ; 9 3 I'll unbolt- ] I'll open , I'll explain . JOHNSON . 4 glib and flippery creatures , - ] Hanmer , and Warburton after him , read - natures . Slippery is moorb , unrefifting . JOHNSON . 5 - glass - fac'd flatterer ...
... hand wafts to her ; 9 3 I'll unbolt- ] I'll open , I'll explain . JOHNSON . 4 glib and flippery creatures , - ] Hanmer , and Warburton after him , read - natures . Slippery is moorb , unrefifting . JOHNSON . 5 - glass - fac'd flatterer ...
Strona 15
... hand to thee ; mine honour on my promise . Luc . Humbly I thank your lordship : Never may That ftate or fortune fall into my keeping , Which is not ow'd to you ! [ Exeunt Luc . and old Ath . Poet . Vouchfafe my labour , and long live ...
... hand to thee ; mine honour on my promise . Luc . Humbly I thank your lordship : Never may That ftate or fortune fall into my keeping , Which is not ow'd to you ! [ Exeunt Luc . and old Ath . Poet . Vouchfafe my labour , and long live ...
Strona 16
... hand on his breaft . Wot you who named me first the kinge's dogge ? " fays Ariftippus in Damon and Pythias . FARMER . Tim . Why doft thou call them knaves ? thou Tim . 16 TIMON OF ATHENS . Tim. A meer fatiety of commendations. ...
... hand on his breaft . Wot you who named me first the kinge's dogge ? " fays Ariftippus in Damon and Pythias . FARMER . Tim . Why doft thou call them knaves ? thou Tim . 16 TIMON OF ATHENS . Tim. A meer fatiety of commendations. ...
Strona 30
... hand crofs'd with money , if he could . He is playing on the word , and alluding to our old filver penny , ufed before King Edward the firft's time , which had a crofs on the reverse with a creafe , that it might be more easily broke ...
... hand crofs'd with money , if he could . He is playing on the word , and alluding to our old filver penny , ufed before King Edward the firft's time , which had a crofs on the reverse with a creafe , that it might be more easily broke ...
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Achilles Afide Agamemnon Ajax Alcibiades alfo anſwer Apem Apemantus authour beft Calchas Cloten Cordelia Creffida Cymbeline daughter defire Diomed doth Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes faid falfe fame father fcene fecond feems feen fenfe fervant fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft folio fome fool fpeak fpeech ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fweet fword Glofter gods GUIDERIUS Hanmer hath heart Hector himſelf honour Iach itſelf JOHNSON Kent king King Lear lady laft Lear lefs lord mafter MALONE means moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night obferved old copy paffage Pandarus Patroclus perfon play pleaſe poet Poft Pofthumus prefent purpoſe quartos queen Rape of Lucrece reafon Shakspeare Shakspeare's ſhall ſhe ſpeak STEEVENS thee thefe Ther theſe thofe thoſe thou art Timon Troilus Troy ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe word
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Strona 492 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less.
Strona 233 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Strona 581 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.
Strona 258 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Strona 574 - Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Strona 59 - Demand me nothing ; what you know, you know : From this time forth I never will speak word.
Strona 701 - Grew frantick mad ; for in his mind He bore the wounds of woe : Which made him rend his milk-white locks, And tresses from his head. And all with blood bestain his cheeks, With age and honour spread...
Strona 647 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Strona 700 - In what I did, let me be made Example to all men. I will return again," quoth he, " Unto my Ragan's court ; She will not use me thus, I hope, But in a kinder sort.