The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's [!] Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes ... (Google eBook)

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G. Fleischer, 1813
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Page 53 - If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last article : my lord shall never rest ; I'll watch him tame '', and talk him out of patience ; His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift ; I'll intermingle every thing he does With Cassio's suit : Therefore be merry, Cassio ; For thy solicitor shall rather die, Than give thy cause away.
Page 62 - If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.
Page 17 - Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approv'd good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more.
Page 117 - tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it.
Page 17 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Page 25 - tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners ; so that if we will plant nettles or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs or distract it with many, either to have it sterile with idleness or manured with industry, why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.
Page 32 - May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy...
Page 231 - O, heaven, that such companions thou'dst unfold; And put in every honest hand a whip, To lash the rascal naked through the world, Even from the east to the west ! Emil.
Page 107 - Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Page 20 - twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it ; yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man : she thank'd me; And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake"; She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her, that she did pity them.

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