The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Svazek 4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! K. Rich . We thank you both , yet one but flatters us , As well appeareth by the caufe you come ; Namely , t'appeal each other of high treason . Coufin of Hereford , what doft ...
... earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! K. Rich . We thank you both , yet one but flatters us , As well appeareth by the caufe you come ; Namely , t'appeal each other of high treason . Coufin of Hereford , what doft ...
Strana 7
... earth , and let Their blood out , to be drawn away in clouds , And pour'd on fome inhabitable place , Where the hot fun and flime breeds nought but monsters ? A 4 But Where never Englishman durst set his foot . Mean time King RICHARD II ...
... earth , and let Their blood out , to be drawn away in clouds , And pour'd on fome inhabitable place , Where the hot fun and flime breeds nought but monsters ? A 4 But Where never Englishman durst set his foot . Mean time King RICHARD II ...
Strana 9
... earth . To me , for juftice , and rough chastisement . And by the glorious worth of my def : ent , This arm fhall do it , or this life be fpent . K. Rich . How high a pitch his refolution foars ! Thomas of Norfolk , what fay'ft thou to ...
... earth . To me , for juftice , and rough chastisement . And by the glorious worth of my def : ent , This arm fhall do it , or this life be fpent . K. Rich . How high a pitch his refolution foars ! Thomas of Norfolk , what fay'ft thou to ...
Strana 12
... earth , Will rain hot vengence on offenders heads . Dutch . Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper fpur ? Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's fev'n fons , whereof thyself art one , Were as fev'n vials of his facred blood ...
... earth , Will rain hot vengence on offenders heads . Dutch . Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper fpur ? Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's fev'n fons , whereof thyself art one , Were as fev'n vials of his facred blood ...
Strana 17
... earth fhould not be foil'd With that dear blood , which it hath foftered ; And , for our eyes do hate the dire afpect Of civil wounds plough'd up with neighbour fwords ; And for we think , the eagle - winged pride Of fky - afpiring and ...
... earth fhould not be foil'd With that dear blood , which it hath foftered ; And , for our eyes do hate the dire afpect Of civil wounds plough'd up with neighbour fwords ; And for we think , the eagle - winged pride Of fky - afpiring and ...
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Strana 170 - 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 230 - 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 104 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Strana 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Strana 296 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Strana 109 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Strana 355 - 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...
Strana 228 - 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 189 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt...
Strana 255 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...