The Plays ¬of ¬William ¬Shakspeare; accurately printed from the text of the corrected copy left by the late George Steevens, with glossarial notes, ... 8 volumes. Julius Cesar. Antony Volume Ñ‚. 7

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1811 edition. Excerpt: ...Enter Imogen. I am ignorant in what 1 am commanded. Imo. How now, Pisanio? To take in a town, is to conquer it. f Confederate.. Pis. Madam, here is a letter from my lord. Imo. Who? thy lord? that is my lord? Leonatus? O, learn'd indeed were that astronomer, That knew the stars, as I his characters; He'd lay the future open.--You good gods, Let what is here contain'd relish of love, Of my lord's health, of his content,--yet not, That we two are asunder, let that grieve him,(Some griefs are med'cinable;) that is one of them, For it doth physick love;--of his content, All but in that!--Good wax, thy leave:--Bless'd be You bees, that make these locks of couusel! Lovers, And men in dangerous bonds, pray not alike; Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet You clasp young Cupid's tables.--Good news, gods! Rcads. Justice, and your father's wrath, should he take me in his dominion, could not be so eruel to me, as you, 0 the dearest of ereatures, would not even renew me with your eyes. Take notice, that I am in Cambria, at Milford-Haven. What your own love will, out of this, advise you, follow. So, he wishes you. all happiness, that remains loyal to his vow, and your, inereasing in love, Crowd one word on another, as fast as possible. Tell me how Wales was made so happy, as To inherit snch a haven: But, first of all, How we may steal from hence; and, for the gap That we shall make in time, from our hence-going, And how return, to excuse:--but first, how get hence: Why_should excuse be born or ere begot? We'll talk of thathereafter. Pr'ythee, speak, How many score of miles may we well ride '.l'wixt our and hour? Pis. One score, 'twixt sun and sun, Madam, 's enough for you;...