The Dramatic Works of Shakspeare: In Six Volumes, Bind 4Clarendon Press, 1791 |
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... dead , And with your puiffant arm renew their feats : You are their heir , you fit upon their throne ; The blood and courage , that renowned them , Runs in your veins ; and my thrice - puiffant liege Is in the very May - morn of his ...
... dead , And with your puiffant arm renew their feats : You are their heir , you fit upon their throne ; The blood and courage , that renowned them , Runs in your veins ; and my thrice - puiffant liege Is in the very May - morn of his ...
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... dead , And we must yern therefore . Bard . Would , I were with him , wherefome'er he is , either in heaven , or in hell ! P Quick . Nay , fure , he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bofom , if ever man went to Arthur's bofom . ' A made a ...
... dead , And we must yern therefore . Bard . Would , I were with him , wherefome'er he is , either in heaven , or in hell ! P Quick . Nay , fure , he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bofom , if ever man went to Arthur's bofom . ' A made a ...
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... dead mens ' blood , the widows ' tears , The orphans ' cries , the pining maidens ' groans , For husbands , fathers , and betrothed lovers , That fhall be fwallow'd in this controversy . This is his claim , his threatning , and my ...
... dead mens ' blood , the widows ' tears , The orphans ' cries , the pining maidens ' groans , For husbands , fathers , and betrothed lovers , That fhall be fwallow'd in this controversy . This is his claim , his threatning , and my ...
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... dead midnight , ftill , Guarded with grandfires , babies , and old women , Or past , or not arriv'd to , pith and puissance : For who is he , whose chin is but enrich'd With one appearing hair , that will not follow Thefe cull'd and ...
... dead midnight , ftill , Guarded with grandfires , babies , and old women , Or past , or not arriv'd to , pith and puissance : For who is he , whose chin is but enrich'd With one appearing hair , that will not follow Thefe cull'd and ...
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... dead , we did but fleep ; Ad- vantage is a better foldier , than rafhnefs . Tell him , we could have rebuk'd him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an injury , ' till it were full ripe : - now we speak upon our cue ...
... dead , we did but fleep ; Ad- vantage is a better foldier , than rafhnefs . Tell him , we could have rebuk'd him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an injury , ' till it were full ripe : - now we speak upon our cue ...
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Side 85 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Side 391 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Side 656 - 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 373 - 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 301 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Side 660 - Pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny : 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Side 659 - A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels ; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Side 660 - Thou fall'st a blessed martyr ! Serve the king ; And, — pr'ythee, lead me in : There, take an inventory of all I have...
Side 373 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? 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...