The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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... poor jade Up to the rowel head ; and starting fo , He feem'd in running to devour the way , Staying no longer queftion . SCENE III . Messenger with ill news . Yea , this man's brow , like to a title - leaf , Foretels the nature of a ...
... poor jade Up to the rowel head ; and starting fo , He feem'd in running to devour the way , Staying no longer queftion . SCENE III . Messenger with ill news . Yea , this man's brow , like to a title - leaf , Foretels the nature of a ...
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... poor : take it in Mr. Cowley's paraphrase : Skep is a god too proud to wait in palaces : And yet fo humble too as not to fcorn The meanest country cottages : His poppey grows amongst the corn , The halcyon fleep will never build his ...
... poor : take it in Mr. Cowley's paraphrase : Skep is a god too proud to wait in palaces : And yet fo humble too as not to fcorn The meanest country cottages : His poppey grows amongst the corn , The halcyon fleep will never build his ...
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... poor in health ; or else a feast , And takes away the ftomach ; fuch the rich That have abundance and enjoy it not . Dialogue between Prince Henry and his Father . Come hither to me , Harry , Depart the chamber , leave us here alone . P ...
... poor in health ; or else a feast , And takes away the ftomach ; fuch the rich That have abundance and enjoy it not . Dialogue between Prince Henry and his Father . Come hither to me , Harry , Depart the chamber , leave us here alone . P ...
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... poor kingdom ! fick with civil blows : When that my care could not with - hold thy riots , What wilt thou do when riot is thy care ? O , thou wilt be a wilderness again , Peopled with wolves , thy old inhabitants ! P. Hen . P. Hen . O ...
... poor kingdom ! fick with civil blows : When that my care could not with - hold thy riots , What wilt thou do when riot is thy care ? O , thou wilt be a wilderness again , Peopled with wolves , thy old inhabitants ! P. Hen . P. Hen . O ...
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... a glutton , a coward and a boafter , always ready to cheat the weak , and prey upon the poor ; to terrify the timorous , and infult C 4 infult the defencelefs . At once obfequious and malignant , The Second Part of Henry IV . 3r.
... a glutton , a coward and a boafter , always ready to cheat the weak , and prey upon the poor ; to terrify the timorous , and infult C 4 infult the defencelefs . At once obfequious and malignant , The Second Part of Henry IV . 3r.
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