The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... Hence grew the general wreck and massacre ; Enclosed were they with their enemies : A bafe Walloon , to win the Dauphin's grace , Thruft Talbot with a fpear into the back ; Whom all France , with their chief affembled ftrength , Durft ...
... Hence grew the general wreck and massacre ; Enclosed were they with their enemies : A bafe Walloon , to win the Dauphin's grace , Thruft Talbot with a fpear into the back ; Whom all France , with their chief affembled ftrength , Durft ...
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... hence , Then will I think upon a recompenfe . Char . Mean time , look gracious on thy proftrate thrall . Reig . My lord , methinks , is very long in talk . Alen . Doubtless , he thrives this woman to her fmock ; Elfe ne'er could he fo ...
... hence , Then will I think upon a recompenfe . Char . Mean time , look gracious on thy proftrate thrall . Reig . My lord , methinks , is very long in talk . Alen . Doubtless , he thrives this woman to her fmock ; Elfe ne'er could he fo ...
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... hence , Why do you let them stay ? — Thee I'll chafe hence , thou wolf in sheep's array.— Out , tawny coats ! -out , fcarlet hypocrite ! Here Here a great tumult . In the midst of it 14 Act 1 . FIRST PART OF.
... hence , Why do you let them stay ? — Thee I'll chafe hence , thou wolf in sheep's array.— Out , tawny coats ! -out , fcarlet hypocrite ! Here Here a great tumult . In the midst of it 14 Act 1 . FIRST PART OF.
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... hence his body , I will help to bury it.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , haft thou any life ? Speak unto Talbot ; nay , look up to him . Salisbury , cheer thy fpirit with this comfort ; Thou shalt not die , whiles- Hi He beckons with his hand ...
... hence his body , I will help to bury it.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , haft thou any life ? Speak unto Talbot ; nay , look up to him . Salisbury , cheer thy fpirit with this comfort ; Thou shalt not die , whiles- Hi He beckons with his hand ...
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... hence ; I would , his troubles likewise were expir'd , That fo he might recover what was loft . Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET . Keep . My lord , your loving nephew now is come . Mor . Richard Plantagenet , my friend ? Is he come ? Plan . Ay ...
... hence ; I would , his troubles likewise were expir'd , That fo he might recover what was loft . Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET . Keep . My lord , your loving nephew now is come . Mor . Richard Plantagenet , my friend ? Is he come ? Plan . Ay ...
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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.