The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts. Revis'd and Corrected, with an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Svazek 4 |
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Strana 1554
And in thy need , such comfort come to thee , As now I reap at thy too cruel Hand . Hard - hearted Clifford , take me from the World , My Soul to Heav'n , my Blood upon your Heads . North . Had he been Slaughter - man to all my Kim ...
And in thy need , such comfort come to thee , As now I reap at thy too cruel Hand . Hard - hearted Clifford , take me from the World , My Soul to Heav'n , my Blood upon your Heads . North . Had he been Slaughter - man to all my Kim ...
Strana 1555
I think it cites us , Brother , to the Field , That we , the Sons of brave Plantagenet , Each one already blazing by our Meeds , Should notwithstanding join our Lights together , And over - shine the Earth , as this the World , Whate'er ...
I think it cites us , Brother , to the Field , That we , the Sons of brave Plantagenet , Each one already blazing by our Meeds , Should notwithstanding join our Lights together , And over - shine the Earth , as this the World , Whate'er ...
Strana 1564
Edw . Smile , gentle Heav'n ; or strike , ungentle Death ; For this World frowns , and Edward's Sun is clouded . War . How now , my Lord , what hap ? What hope of good ? Enter Clarence . Cla . Our Hap is Loss , our Hope but sad Despair ...
Edw . Smile , gentle Heav'n ; or strike , ungentle Death ; For this World frowns , and Edward's Sun is clouded . War . How now , my Lord , what hap ? What hope of good ? Enter Clarence . Cla . Our Hap is Loss , our Hope but sad Despair ...
Strana 1567
Would I were dead , if God's good will were so : For what is in this World , but Grief and ( Voe ? Oh God ! methinks it were a happy Life , To be no better than a homely Swain , To fit upon a Hill , as I do now , To carve our Dials ...
Would I were dead , if God's good will were so : For what is in this World , but Grief and ( Voe ? Oh God ! methinks it were a happy Life , To be no better than a homely Swain , To fit upon a Hill , as I do now , To carve our Dials ...
Strana 1572
Nay , then the World goes hard , When Clifford cannot spare his Friends an Oath : I know by that he's dead , and by my Soul , If this right hand would buy but two hours life , That I , in all despight , might rail at him , This hand ...
Nay , then the World goes hard , When Clifford cannot spare his Friends an Oath : I know by that he's dead , and by my Soul , If this right hand would buy but two hours life , That I , in all despight , might rail at him , This hand ...
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