Shaksperian Sketches: By James Wallace, ...Hookham and Carpenter, 1795 - 92 sivua |
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affertions againſt Anceſtors becauſe beſt bleffing boafts boaſt cauſe character confequence daugh daughter dear deferve defirous deſcription DOCTOR Duncan Campbell e'er Eaſt expreffion fafe faid fair falſe falutation fave feldom felves fenfe fenfible ferve fhall fhew fituation fmile fome fometimes fpeak friendſhip ftate ftill fuch furely gentleman happineſs heart himſelf honor Horſes houſe huſband India induſtry inſtead intereſted JACOBINS juſt LADY LATE leaſt lefs libertine loft look lord lov'd Macbeth moft moſt muſt myſelf ne'er o'er paffing perfon perufal Philogynes pleaſe pleaſure poffeffed poffibly poliſh'd poor praiſe pride purſe repreſented Reſembling reſpect ſcarce ſeek ſenſe Shakspeare ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhip ſhort ſhould ſmile ſome ſpeaks ſpring ſtate ſtation ſubject ſuch ſuppoſed ſweet Theatre thee thefe themſelves theſe Sketches thofe thoſe thou thouſand troth truſt uſeful vaniſh virtue virtuous where-e'er whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſhes woman
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Sivu 33 - The tender leaves of hope ; to morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls — as I do.
Sivu 28 - Canft thou not minifter to a mind difeas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted forrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with fome fweet oblivious antidote, Cleanfe the ftuff'd bofom of that perilous ftuff. Which weighs upon the heart ? DOCT.
Sivu 33 - And bears his blufhing honours thick upon him, The third day comes a froft, a killing froft, And when he thinks, good eafy man, full furely His greatnefs is a ripening, 4 nips his root ; And then he falls, as I do.
Sivu 45 - And keep his only fon, myfelf at home. For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field fome warlike lord ; And Heaven foon granted what my fire denied. This moon which rofe...
Sivu ii - Soeak of them as they are ; nothing extenuate Nor fet down aught in Malice.