The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Bind 4H. Lintott, 1740 |
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Side 23
... poor crafts - men with the craft of fmiles , And patient under - bearing of his fortune : As ' twere to banish their Affects with him . Off goes his bonnet to an oyster - wench ; A brace of dray men bid , God fpéed him well ! And had ...
... poor crafts - men with the craft of fmiles , And patient under - bearing of his fortune : As ' twere to banish their Affects with him . Off goes his bonnet to an oyster - wench ; A brace of dray men bid , God fpéed him well ! And had ...
Side 23
... poor crafts - men with the craft of fmiles , And patient under - bearing of his fortune : As ' twere to banish their Affects with him . Off goes his bonnet to an oyfter - wench ; A brace of dray men bid , God fpéed him well ! And had ...
... poor crafts - men with the craft of fmiles , And patient under - bearing of his fortune : As ' twere to banish their Affects with him . Off goes his bonnet to an oyfter - wench ; A brace of dray men bid , God fpéed him well ! And had ...
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... poor , it ends a mortal woe . K. Rich . The ripeft fruit firft falls , and fo doth he ; His time is spent , our pilgrimage muft be : So much for that . Now for our Irish wars ; - We must fupplant those rough rug - headed Kerns , Which ...
... poor , it ends a mortal woe . K. Rich . The ripeft fruit firft falls , and fo doth he ; His time is spent , our pilgrimage muft be : So much for that . Now for our Irish wars ; - We must fupplant those rough rug - headed Kerns , Which ...
Side 29
... poor Bolingbroke About his marriage , nor my own difgrace , Have ever made me fow'r my patient cheek ; Or bend one wrinkle on my Sovereign's face . I am the last of noble Edward's fons , Of whom thy father , Prince of Wales , was firft ...
... poor Bolingbroke About his marriage , nor my own difgrace , Have ever made me fow'r my patient cheek ; Or bend one wrinkle on my Sovereign's face . I am the last of noble Edward's fons , Of whom thy father , Prince of Wales , was firft ...
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... poor Duke ! the task he undertakes Is numb'ring fands , and drinking oceans dry ; Where one on his fide fights , thousands will flye . Busby . Farewel at once , for once , for all , and ever . Green . Well , we may meet again . Bagot ...
... poor Duke ! the task he undertakes Is numb'ring fands , and drinking oceans dry ; Where one on his fide fights , thousands will flye . Busby . Farewel at once , for once , for all , and ever . Green . Well , we may meet again . Bagot ...
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againſt anſwer arms bafe Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke call'd coufin Crown Dauphin death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff farewel father fave fear feem felf felves fhall fhew fhould fight fince flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Gaunt give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe Juft Liege lord lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft morrow moſt muft muſt never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pift pleaſe Poins pow'r preſently Prince Prince of Wales Pucel purpoſe Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet ſelf Shal ſhall Sir John Sir John Falstaff ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue treafon uncle unto Weft Weftmorland whofe word York
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Side 104 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowne'd honour by the locks...
Side 272 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Side 222 - 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 23 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Side 334 - Now entertain conjecture of a time, When creeping murmur, and the poring dark, Fills the wide vessel of the universe. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch...
Side 224 - 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 165 - 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 99 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Side 52 - I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an alms-man's gown, My...
Side 223 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.