The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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Side 191
... Sovereign be , ' Tis the French Dauphin fueth to thee thus . Pucel . I muft not yield to any rights of Love , my Profeffion's facred from above : When I have chafed all thy Foes from hence , Then will I think upon a Recompence . For Dau ...
... Sovereign be , ' Tis the French Dauphin fueth to thee thus . Pucel . I muft not yield to any rights of Love , my Profeffion's facred from above : When I have chafed all thy Foes from hence , Then will I think upon a Recompence . For Dau ...
Side 193
... Sovereign ne'er could brook ? Thou art no Friend to God or to the King : Open the Gate , or I'll fhut thee out fhortly . Serv . Open the Gates to the Lord Protector , Or we'll burst them open , if that you come not quickly . Enter to ...
... Sovereign ne'er could brook ? Thou art no Friend to God or to the King : Open the Gate , or I'll fhut thee out fhortly . Serv . Open the Gates to the Lord Protector , Or we'll burst them open , if that you come not quickly . Enter to ...
Side 216
... Sovereign , and deftroy the Realm . You fee what Mischief , and what Murther too , Hath been enacted through your Enmity : Then be at Peace , except ye thirst for Blood . Win . He fhall fubmit , or I will never yield . Gle . Compaffion ...
... Sovereign , and deftroy the Realm . You fee what Mischief , and what Murther too , Hath been enacted through your Enmity : Then be at Peace , except ye thirst for Blood . Win . He fhall fubmit , or I will never yield . Gle . Compaffion ...
Side 217
... Sovereign , Which in the Right of Richard Plantagenet , We do exhibit to your Majefty . Glo . Well urg'd , my Lord of Warwick ; for , fweet Prince , And if your Grace mark every Circumftance , You have great reafon to do Richard right ...
... Sovereign , Which in the Right of Richard Plantagenet , We do exhibit to your Majefty . Glo . Well urg'd , my Lord of Warwick ; for , fweet Prince , And if your Grace mark every Circumftance , You have great reafon to do Richard right ...
Side 225
... Sovereign . In fign whereof , this Arm , that hath reclaim'd Το your obedience , fifty Fortreffes , Twelve Cities , and feven walled Towns of strength , Befide five hundred Prifoners of Efteem ; Lets fall his Sword before your Highness ...
... Sovereign . In fign whereof , this Arm , that hath reclaim'd Το your obedience , fifty Fortreffes , Twelve Cities , and feven walled Towns of strength , Befide five hundred Prifoners of Efteem ; Lets fall his Sword before your Highness ...
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Side 375 - 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...
Side 375 - 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, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Side 376 - ... treachery? O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth! And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Side 375 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? O, yes! it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His...