Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... crown fhall be the ranfom of my friend : Four of their Lords I'll change for one of ours . Farewel , my mafters , to my task will T ; Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make , To keep our great St. George's feaft withal . Ten thousand ...
... crown fhall be the ranfom of my friend : Four of their Lords I'll change for one of ours . Farewel , my mafters , to my task will T ; Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make , To keep our great St. George's feaft withal . Ten thousand ...
Side 17
... crown , a metaphor from a peet d crange . Pope . ( b ) The publick fews were formerly under the diftri & t of the Bishop of Winchester . Pope . ( c ) Damafcus . N. B. About four miles from Damafcus is a high bill , reported to be the ...
... crown , a metaphor from a peet d crange . Pope . ( b ) The publick fews were formerly under the diftri & t of the Bishop of Winchester . Pope . ( c ) Damafcus . N. B. About four miles from Damafcus is a high bill , reported to be the ...
Side 18
... crown himself King , and suppress the Prince . Glou . I will not answer thee with words , but blows . [ Here they skirmish again . Mayor . Nought refts for me in this tumultuous ftrife , But to make open proclamation . Come , officer ...
... crown himself King , and suppress the Prince . Glou . I will not answer thee with words , but blows . [ Here they skirmish again . Mayor . Nought refts for me in this tumultuous ftrife , But to make open proclamation . Come , officer ...
Side 24
... crown with her , And all the Priefts and Friars in my realm Shall in proceffion fing her endless praise . A statelier pyramid to her I'll rear , Than Rhodope's or Memphis ' ever was : In local ( a ) The gardens of Adonis were never ...
... crown with her , And all the Priefts and Friars in my realm Shall in proceffion fing her endless praise . A statelier pyramid to her I'll rear , Than Rhodope's or Memphis ' ever was : In local ( a ) The gardens of Adonis were never ...
Side 42
... crown , That two fuch noble Peers as ye fhould jar ! Believe me , Lords , my tender years can tell Civil diffention is a vip'rous worm , That gnaws the bowels of the common - wealth . [ Afide . [ A noife within , Down with the tawny ...
... crown , That two fuch noble Peers as ye fhould jar ! Believe me , Lords , my tender years can tell Civil diffention is a vip'rous worm , That gnaws the bowels of the common - wealth . [ Afide . [ A noife within , Down with the tawny ...
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againſt Alarum Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf felves fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Protector Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand unto Warwick whofe
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Side 466 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Side 436 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Side 225 - O God, methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Side 225 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Side 281 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
Side 240 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Side 468 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...