The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Svazek 4H. Lintott, 1740 |
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Strana 9
... father's brother's fon ; Now by my Scepter's awe , I make a vow , Such neighbour - nearness to our facred blood Should nothing priv'lege him , nor partialize Th ' unftooping firmnefs of my upright foul . He is our Subject , Mowbray , fo ...
... father's brother's fon ; Now by my Scepter's awe , I make a vow , Such neighbour - nearness to our facred blood Should nothing priv'lege him , nor partialize Th ' unftooping firmnefs of my upright foul . He is our Subject , Mowbray , fo ...
Strana 11
... father's fight , Or with pale beggar face impeach my height , Before this out - dar'd Daftard ? Ere my tongue Shall wound my Honour with fuch feeble wrong , Or found fo base a parle , my teeth shall tear The flavish motive of recanting ...
... father's fight , Or with pale beggar face impeach my height , Before this out - dar'd Daftard ? Ere my tongue Shall wound my Honour with fuch feeble wrong , Or found fo base a parle , my teeth shall tear The flavish motive of recanting ...
Strana 12
... father's death ; In that thou feeft thy wretched brother die , Who was the model of thy father's life ; Call it not patience , Gaunt , it is despair . In fuff'ring thus thy brother to be flaughter'd , Thou fhew'ft the naked pathway to ...
... father's death ; In that thou feeft thy wretched brother die , Who was the model of thy father's life ; Call it not patience , Gaunt , it is despair . In fuff'ring thus thy brother to be flaughter'd , Thou fhew'ft the naked pathway to ...
Strana 20
... father . O , had it been a ftranger , not my child , To smooth his Fault , I would have been more mild t Alas , I look'd , when some of you should say , was too ftrict to make mine own away : Ï But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue ...
... father . O , had it been a ftranger , not my child , To smooth his Fault , I would have been more mild t Alas , I look'd , when some of you should say , was too ftrict to make mine own away : Ï But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue ...
Strana 27
... father Edward's fon . That blood already , like the Pelican , Haft thou tapt out , and drunkenly carows'd . My brother Glofter , plain well - meaning foul , ( Whom fair befal in heav'n ' mongft happy fouls ! ) May be a precedent and ...
... father Edward's fon . That blood already , like the Pelican , Haft thou tapt out , and drunkenly carows'd . My brother Glofter , plain well - meaning foul , ( Whom fair befal in heav'n ' mongft happy fouls ! ) May be a precedent and ...
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Strana 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...
Strana 272 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Strana 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...
Strana 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...
Strana 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...
Strana 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.
Strana 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
Strana 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...
Strana 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...
Strana 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.