HistoriesR. L. Friderichs, 1864 |
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... keep him back , and let him heare the doom . Essex , first ask the mo - Ring in mine eares , that I am Richards ther thrice , who was his Sire ? Essex . Lady Margaret , widow of Faucon - Fond man ! ah whither art thou carried ? How are ...
... keep him back , and let him heare the doom . Essex , first ask the mo - Ring in mine eares , that I am Richards ther thrice , who was his Sire ? Essex . Lady Margaret , widow of Faucon - Fond man ! ah whither art thou carried ? How are ...
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... keep his princely heart from Richard's hand . 63 He that perforce robs lions of their hearts , May easily win a woman's . Ay , my mother , 61 57 ) Dem knave Bube und Knappe , stellt der Bastard sich als knight : über : ich bin ein ...
... keep his princely heart from Richard's hand . 63 He that perforce robs lions of their hearts , May easily win a woman's . Ay , my mother , 61 57 ) Dem knave Bube und Knappe , stellt der Bastard sich als knight : über : ich bin ein ...
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... keep A peaceful progress to the ocean . th K. Phi . England , thou hast not sav'd one drop of blood , In this hot trial , more than we of France ; Rather , lost more : And by this hand I swear , That sways the earth this climate ...
... keep A peaceful progress to the ocean . th K. Phi . England , thou hast not sav'd one drop of blood , In this hot trial , more than we of France ; Rather , lost more : And by this hand I swear , That sways the earth this climate ...
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... keep this city . Bast . Here's a stay , 30 That shakes the rotten carcase of old , death Out of his rags ! Here's a large mouth , indeed , That spits forth death , and mountains , rocks , and seas ; Talks as familiarly of roaring lions ...
... keep this city . Bast . Here's a stay , 30 That shakes the rotten carcase of old , death Out of his rags ! Here's a large mouth , indeed , That spits forth death , and mountains , rocks , and seas ; Talks as familiarly of roaring lions ...
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... Keep Stephen Langton , chosen archbishop Of Canterbury , from that holy see ? This , in our ' foresaid holy father's name , Pope Innocent , I do demand of thee . K. John . What earthly 34 name to interrogatories - Can task the free ...
... Keep Stephen Langton , chosen archbishop Of Canterbury , from that holy see ? This , in our ' foresaid holy father's name , Pope Innocent , I do demand of thee . K. John . What earthly 34 name to interrogatories - Can task the free ...
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Страница 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Страница 100 - Tis not due yet: I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, '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 that word honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it? He that died o
Страница 68 - Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief...
Страница 94 - 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 : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint...
Страница 30 - 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...
Страница 23 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wondered at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Страница 24 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I'll so offend to make offence a skill, Redeeming time when men think least I will.
Страница 72 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.