The Works of Mr. William Shakespear: In Six Volumes ; Adorn'd with CutsJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Strana 985
... holds in chafe mine Honour up and down . Baft . My Brother Robert , old Sir Robert's Son , Colbrand the Giant , that fame mighty Man , Is it Sir Robert's Son that you feek fo ? Lady . Sir Robert's Son ! ay , thou unreverend Boy , Sir ...
... holds in chafe mine Honour up and down . Baft . My Brother Robert , old Sir Robert's Son , Colbrand the Giant , that fame mighty Man , Is it Sir Robert's Son that you feek fo ? Lady . Sir Robert's Son ! ay , thou unreverend Boy , Sir ...
Strana 992
... holds , ftands young Plantagenet , Son to the elder Brother of this Man , And King o'er him , and all that he enjoys : For this down - trodden Equity , we tread In warlike March , these Greens before your Town , In 994 The Life and ...
... holds , ftands young Plantagenet , Son to the elder Brother of this Man , And King o'er him , and all that he enjoys : For this down - trodden Equity , we tread In warlike March , these Greens before your Town , In 994 The Life and ...
Strana 993
... hold this Town . K. John . Acknowledge then the King , and let me in . Citi . That can we not ; but he that proves the King , To him will we prove Loyal ; ' till that time Have we ramm'd up our Gates against the World . K. John . Doth ...
... hold this Town . K. John . Acknowledge then the King , and let me in . Citi . That can we not ; but he that proves the King , To him will we prove Loyal ; ' till that time Have we ramm'd up our Gates against the World . K. John . Doth ...
Strana 995
... hold our Town for neither ; yet for both . Enter the two Kings with their Powers at feveral Doors . K. John . France , haft thou yet more Blood to caft away ? Say , fhall the Current of our Right run on ; Whofe Paffage , vext with thy ...
... hold our Town for neither ; yet for both . Enter the two Kings with their Powers at feveral Doors . K. John . France , haft thou yet more Blood to caft away ? Say , fhall the Current of our Right run on ; Whofe Paffage , vext with thy ...
Strana 996
... hold up his Right . K. John . In us , that are our own great Depury , And bear Poffeffion of our Perfon here , Lord of our Prefence , Angiers , and of you . Citi . A greater Power than we denies all this ; And ' till it be undoubted ...
... hold up his Right . K. John . In us , that are our own great Depury , And bear Poffeffion of our Perfon here , Lord of our Prefence , Angiers , and of you . Citi . A greater Power than we denies all this ; And ' till it be undoubted ...
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Strana 1245 - 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 1349 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Strana 1193 - 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 1364 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him I much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Strana 1511 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Strana 1243 - 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.
Strana 1089 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Strana 1303 - 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 1069 - Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; 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...