The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Svazek 4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... ftand out in Ireland , Expedient manage must be made , my Liege ; Ere further leifure yield them further means For their advantage , and your Highness ' lofs . K. Rich . We will ourself in perfon to this war ; And And , for our coffers ...
... ftand out in Ireland , Expedient manage must be made , my Liege ; Ere further leifure yield them further means For their advantage , and your Highness ' lofs . K. Rich . We will ourself in perfon to this war ; And And , for our coffers ...
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... ftand condemn'd A wand'ring vagabond ; my rights and royalties Pluckt from my arms perforce , and giv'n away To upftart unthrifts ? Wherefore was I born ? If that my coufin King be King of England , It must be granted , I am Duke of ...
... ftand condemn'd A wand'ring vagabond ; my rights and royalties Pluckt from my arms perforce , and giv'n away To upftart unthrifts ? Wherefore was I born ? If that my coufin King be King of England , It must be granted , I am Duke of ...
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... ftand upon my kingdom once again . Dear earth , I do falute thee with my hand , Though rebels wound thee with their horfes hoofs : As a long - parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears , and fmiles in meeting ; So weeping ...
... ftand upon my kingdom once again . Dear earth , I do falute thee with my hand , Though rebels wound thee with their horfes hoofs : As a long - parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears , and fmiles in meeting ; So weeping ...
Strana 62
... ftand forth , and look upon that man . Bagot . My Lord Aumerle , I know your daring tongue Scorns to unfay , what it hath once deliver❜d . In that dead time when Glo'fter's death was plotted , I heard you say , " Is not my arm of ...
... ftand forth , and look upon that man . Bagot . My Lord Aumerle , I know your daring tongue Scorns to unfay , what it hath once deliver❜d . In that dead time when Glo'fter's death was plotted , I heard you say , " Is not my arm of ...
Strana 63
... ftand on fympathies , There is my gage , Aumerle , in gage to thine . By that fair fun , that fhews me where thou ftand'st , I heard thee fay , and vauntingly thou fpak'ft it , That thou wert caufe of noble Glofter's death . If thou ...
... ftand on fympathies , There is my gage , Aumerle , in gage to thine . By that fair fun , that fhews me where thou ftand'st , I heard thee fay , and vauntingly thou fpak'ft it , That thou wert caufe of noble Glofter's death . If thou ...
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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...