The Works of William Shakespeare: Comprising His Dramatic and Poetical Works, Complete, Bind 2Phillips, Sampson, 1853 |
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Side 7
... avenge me on the French.- Plantaganet , I will ; and Nero - like , ( 3 ) Favour ( 2 ) Pride . ( 5 ) So stripped of honours . ( 4 ) Spies . Play on the lute , beholding the towns burn : Scene IV . FIRST PART OF KING HENRY VI .
... avenge me on the French.- Plantaganet , I will ; and Nero - like , ( 3 ) Favour ( 2 ) Pride . ( 5 ) So stripped of honours . ( 4 ) Spies . Play on the lute , beholding the towns burn : Scene IV . FIRST PART OF KING HENRY VI .
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Comprising His Dramatic and Poetical Works, Complete William Shakespeare. Play on the lute , beholding the towns burn ... played the men . Char . ' Tis Joan , not we , by whom the day is won . For which , I will divide my crown with her ...
Comprising His Dramatic and Poetical Works, Complete William Shakespeare. Play on the lute , beholding the towns burn ... played the men . Char . ' Tis Joan , not we , by whom the day is won . For which , I will divide my crown with her ...
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... plays , not such as the author designed , but such as they could get them . That this play was written before the two others is indubitably collected from the se- ries of events ; that it was written and played be- [ fore Henry the ...
... plays , not such as the author designed , but such as they could get them . That this play was written before the two others is indubitably collected from the se- ries of events ; that it was written and played be- [ fore Henry the ...
Side 27
... plays . All the lines printed in the usual manner are found in the original quarto plays ( or at least with such minute variations as are not worth noticing :) and those , I conceive , Shakspeare adopted as he found them . The lines to ...
... plays . All the lines printed in the usual manner are found in the original quarto plays ( or at least with such minute variations as are not worth noticing :) and those , I conceive , Shakspeare adopted as he found them . The lines to ...
Side 39
... play'd me false ! * And well such losers may have leave to speak , Buck . He'll wrest the sense , and hold us here all day : - ' Lord cardinal , he is your prisoner . ' Car . Sirs , take away the duke , and guard him surc . ' Or foul ...
... play'd me false ! * And well such losers may have leave to speak , Buck . He'll wrest the sense , and hold us here all day : - ' Lord cardinal , he is your prisoner . ' Car . Sirs , take away the duke , and guard him surc . ' Or foul ...
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Side 65 - 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, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Side 134 - ... wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues : be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the king ; And...
Side 425 - Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! For Hecuba ! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
Side 417 - That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star...
Side 238 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Side 234 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Side 228 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake, — 'tis true, this God did shake. His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Did lose his lustre ; I did hear him groan ; Aye, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! (it cried), Give me some drink, Titinius, As a sick girl.
Side 399 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Side 134 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Side 428 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.