The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... brother Abel , if thou wilt . Glo . I will not slay thee , but I'll drive thee back : Thy scarlet robes , as a child's bearing - cloth I'll use , to carry thee out of this place . Win . Do what thou dar'st ; I beard thee to thy face ...
... brother Abel , if thou wilt . Glo . I will not slay thee , but I'll drive thee back : Thy scarlet robes , as a child's bearing - cloth I'll use , to carry thee out of this place . Win . Do what thou dar'st ; I beard thee to thy face ...
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... brother . Sir JOHN STANLEY . A Sea - captain , Master , and Mafter's Mate , and WALTER WHITMORE . Two Gentlemen , prifoners with Suffolk . A Herald . VAUX . HUME and SOUTHWELL , two priests . BOLINGBROKE , a Conjurer . A spirit raised ...
... brother . Sir JOHN STANLEY . A Sea - captain , Master , and Mafter's Mate , and WALTER WHITMORE . Two Gentlemen , prifoners with Suffolk . A Herald . VAUX . HUME and SOUTHWELL , two priests . BOLINGBROKE , a Conjurer . A spirit raised ...
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... brother Henry spend his youth , ' His valour , coin , and people , in the wars ? Did he fo often lodge in open field , ' In winter's cold , and fummer's parching heat , B 2 · To To conquer France , his true inheritance ? And did A & t 1 ...
... brother Henry spend his youth , ' His valour , coin , and people , in the wars ? Did he fo often lodge in open field , ' In winter's cold , and fummer's parching heat , B 2 · To To conquer France , his true inheritance ? And did A & t 1 ...
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William Shakespeare. To conquer France , his true inheritance ? And did my brother Bedford toil his wits , To keep by policy what Henry got ? Have you yourselves , Somerset , Buckingham , ' Brave York , Salisbury , and victorious Warwick ...
William Shakespeare. To conquer France , his true inheritance ? And did my brother Bedford toil his wits , To keep by policy what Henry got ? Have you yourselves , Somerset , Buckingham , ' Brave York , Salisbury , and victorious Warwick ...
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... brother York , thy acts in Ireland , In bringing them to civil difcipline ; " Thy late exploits done in the heart of France , When thou wert regent for our fovereign , Have made thee fear'd , and honour'd , of the people : - Join we ...
... brother York , thy acts in Ireland , In bringing them to civil difcipline ; " Thy late exploits done in the heart of France , When thou wert regent for our fovereign , Have made thee fear'd , and honour'd , of the people : - Join we ...
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Afide againſt Alarum anſwer Baft Becauſe blood breaſt brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade cauſe Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward England Engliſh Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit father fear fhall fight firſt flain foes foldiers fome foul fovereign France ftand fuch fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven Henry's highneſs himſelf honour houſe Humphrey Jack Cade Lancaſter lord lord protector madam mafter majeſty Meffenger muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure preſently prifoner prince protector PUCELLE Queen MARGARET reaſon reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Saliſbury ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch Suffolk ſweet Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand traitor unto Warwick whofe Whoſe wilt Wincheſter yourſelf
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Страница 56 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Страница 38 - 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 37 - This battle fares like to the morning's war, When dying clouds contend with growing light ; What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, Can neither call it perfect day nor night.
Страница 37 - 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, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.