The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Bind 4J. and P. Knapton, 1747 |
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Side 8
... Uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk , you your Son . Gaunt . To be a make - peace fhall become my age ; Throw down , my Son , the Duke of Norfolk's gage . K. Rich . And , Norfolk , throw down his . Gaunt ...
... Uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk , you your Son . Gaunt . To be a make - peace fhall become my age ; Throw down , my Son , the Duke of Norfolk's gage . K. Rich . And , Norfolk , throw down his . Gaunt ...
Side 19
... Uncle , even in the glaffes of thine eyes I fee thy grieved heart , thy fad afpect Hath from the number of his banish'd years Pluck'd four away ; fix frozen winters spent , Return with Welcome home from Banifhment . Boling . How long a ...
... Uncle , even in the glaffes of thine eyes I fee thy grieved heart , thy fad afpect Hath from the number of his banish'd years Pluck'd four away ; fix frozen winters spent , Return with Welcome home from Banifhment . Boling . How long a ...
Side 20
... uncle ? thou haft many years to live . Gaunt . But not a minute , King , that thou canft give ; Shorten my days thou canft with fullen forrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow ; Thou canst help time to furrow me with ...
... uncle ? thou haft many years to live . Gaunt . But not a minute , King , that thou canft give ; Shorten my days thou canft with fullen forrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow ; Thou canst help time to furrow me with ...
Side 27
... uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What comfort , man ? How is't with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . Oh , how that Name befits my compofition ! Old Gaunt , indeed , and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious faft ; And who abstains ...
... uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What comfort , man ? How is't with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . Oh , how that Name befits my compofition ! Old Gaunt , indeed , and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious faft ; And who abstains ...
Side 30
... uncle Gaunt did ftand poffeft . York . How long fhall I be patient ? Oh , how long Shall tender Duty make me fuffer wrong ? Not Glofter's death , not Hereford's Banifhment , Not Gaunt's rebukes , nor England's private wrongs , Nor the ...
... uncle Gaunt did ftand poffeft . York . How long fhall I be patient ? Oh , how long Shall tender Duty make me fuffer wrong ? Not Glofter's death , not Hereford's Banifhment , Not Gaunt's rebukes , nor England's private wrongs , Nor the ...
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againſt anſwer arms Bard Bardolph becauſe blood Boling Bolingbroke caufe coufin Crown Dauphin death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff father fave fear feem felf felves fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firſt flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Gaunt give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe horſe Juft King Henry Liege lord lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft morrow moſt muft muſt never night noble Northumberland Oxford Editor peace Percy Pift pleaſe Poins Pope pow'r prefent Prince Prince of Wales Pucel reafon reft Reignier Rich Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal ſhall Sir John Sir John Falstaff ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand uncle unto Weft whofe word York
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Side 117 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Side 187 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Side 392 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Side 52 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Side 411 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in: As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him!
Side 281 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Side 249 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Side 187 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Side 252 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Side 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...