King Henry VI. Part 3 ; King Richard III ; King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ; Coriolanus ; Titus AndronicusJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Strana 1544
... that feeks to make them Foes . Sonet . Here they come down . York . Farewel , my gracious Lord , I'll to my Caftle . War . And I'll keep London with my Soldiers . Norf . Norf . And I to Norfolk with my Followers . 1544 The Third Part of.
... that feeks to make them Foes . Sonet . Here they come down . York . Farewel , my gracious Lord , I'll to my Caftle . War . And I'll keep London with my Soldiers . Norf . Norf . And I to Norfolk with my Followers . 1544 The Third Part of.
Strana 1554
... Keep thou the Napkin , and go boaft of this , And if thou tell'ft the heavy Story right , Upon my Soul , the Hearers will thed Tears : Yea , even my Foes will fhed faft - falling Tears , And fay , alas , it was a piteous Deed . There ...
... Keep thou the Napkin , and go boaft of this , And if thou tell'ft the heavy Story right , Upon my Soul , the Hearers will thed Tears : Yea , even my Foes will fhed faft - falling Tears , And fay , alas , it was a piteous Deed . There ...
Strana 1561
... keep , Than in Poffeffion any jot of Pleasure . Ah Coufin York , would thy best Friends did know , How it doth grieve me that thy Head is here . Queen . My Lord , cheer up your Spirits , our Foes are nigh , And this foft Courage makes ...
... keep , Than in Poffeffion any jot of Pleasure . Ah Coufin York , would thy best Friends did know , How it doth grieve me that thy Head is here . Queen . My Lord , cheer up your Spirits , our Foes are nigh , And this foft Courage makes ...
Strana 1576
... keeps the Wind ? Glo . Silence . K. Edw . Widow , we will confider of your fuit , And come , fome other time , to know our Mind . Gray . Right gracious Lord , I cannot brook delay , May it pleate your Highnefs to refolve me now . And ...
... keeps the Wind ? Glo . Silence . K. Edw . Widow , we will confider of your fuit , And come , fome other time , to know our Mind . Gray . Right gracious Lord , I cannot brook delay , May it pleate your Highnefs to refolve me now . And ...
Strana 1579
... keeps me from it , And fo ( I fay ) I'll cut the Caufes off , Flattering me with Impoffibilities : My Eye's too quick , my Heart o'er - weens too much , Unlefs my Hand and Strength could equal them . Well , fay there is no Kingdom then ...
... keeps me from it , And fo ( I fay ) I'll cut the Caufes off , Flattering me with Impoffibilities : My Eye's too quick , my Heart o'er - weens too much , Unlefs my Hand and Strength could equal them . Well , fay there is no Kingdom then ...
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Strana 1754 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Strana 1545 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Strana 1821 - Twixt right and wrong ; for pleasure and revenge Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice Of any true decision.
Strana 1763 - Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely...
Strana 1838 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Strana 1757 - I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Strana 1839 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded...
Strana 1757 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Strana 1854 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.