The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... honours die ? Shall Henry's conqueft , Bedford's vigilance , Your deeds of war , and all our counsel die ? O Peers of England , fhameful is this league , Fatal this marriage , cancelling your fame , Blotting your names from books of ...
... honours die ? Shall Henry's conqueft , Bedford's vigilance , Your deeds of war , and all our counsel die ? O Peers of England , fhameful is this league , Fatal this marriage , cancelling your fame , Blotting your names from books of ...
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... loud voice , peaceful words ? York . For Suffolk's Duke , may he be fuffocate , That dims the honour of this warlike ifle : France fhould , & c , [ Exit . Jefu Jefu maintain your Royal Excellence , With , God preferve King HENRY VI . 9.
... loud voice , peaceful words ? York . For Suffolk's Duke , may he be fuffocate , That dims the honour of this warlike ifle : France fhould , & c , [ Exit . Jefu Jefu maintain your Royal Excellence , With , God preferve King HENRY VI . 9.
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... our Sovereign ; Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people . Join we together for the publick good , In what we can to bridle and fupprefs The pride In 10 The Second Part of Jefu maintain your Royal Excellence, ...
... our Sovereign ; Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people . Join we together for the publick good , In what we can to bridle and fupprefs The pride In 10 The Second Part of Jefu maintain your Royal Excellence, ...
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... honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on thy face , Until thy head be circled with the fame . Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious gold : What , is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together ...
... honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on thy face , Until thy head be circled with the fame . Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious gold : What , is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together ...
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... honour to difgrace's feet ? Away from me , and let me hear no more ! Elean . What , what , my Lord , are you fo cholerick With Eleanor , for telling but her dream ? Next time I'll keep my dreams unto my self , And not be check'd , VOL ...
... honour to difgrace's feet ? Away from me , and let me hear no more ! Elean . What , what , my Lord , are you fo cholerick With Eleanor , for telling but her dream ? Next time I'll keep my dreams unto my self , And not be check'd , VOL ...
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Страница 359 - His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations ; he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him ; our children's children Shall see this and bless heaven.
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Страница 176 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, . I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Страница 122 - 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 ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Страница 170 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
Страница 122 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Страница 331 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Страница 330 - 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.
Страница 332 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes...