The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... to quell the Dauphin utterly , Or bring him in obedience to your yoke . Bed . I do remember it ; and here take leave , To go about my preparation . [ Exit . Glo . Glo . I'll to the Tower with all the hafte FIRST PART OF Act 1 .
... to quell the Dauphin utterly , Or bring him in obedience to your yoke . Bed . I do remember it ; and here take leave , To go about my preparation . [ Exit . Glo . Glo . I'll to the Tower with all the hafte FIRST PART OF Act 1 .
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... leave this town ; for they are hairbrain'd flaves , And hunger will enforce them to be more eager : Of old I know them ; rather with their teeth The walls they'll tear down , than forfake the fiege . Reig . I think , by fome odd gimmals ...
... leave this town ; for they are hairbrain'd flaves , And hunger will enforce them to be more eager : Of old I know them ; rather with their teeth The walls they'll tear down , than forfake the fiege . Reig . I think , by fome odd gimmals ...
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... leave awhile . Reig . She takes upon her bravely at first dash . Puc . Dauphin , I am by birth a fhepherd's daughter , My wit untrain'd in any kind of art . Heaven , and our Lady gracious , hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible ...
... leave awhile . Reig . She takes upon her bravely at first dash . Puc . Dauphin , I am by birth a fhepherd's daughter , My wit untrain'd in any kind of art . Heaven , and our Lady gracious , hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible ...
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... Leave off delays , and let us raise the fiege . Reig . Woman , do what thou canst to fave our honours ; Drive them from Orleans , and be immortaliz'd . Char . Prefently we'll try : -Come , let's away about it : No prophet will I truft ...
... Leave off delays , and let us raise the fiege . Reig . Woman , do what thou canst to fave our honours ; Drive them from Orleans , and be immortaliz'd . Char . Prefently we'll try : -Come , let's away about it : No prophet will I truft ...
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... ! In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame ; Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars : Whilft any trump did found , or drum ftruck up , Hi His fword did ne'er leave striking in the field.- Yet 18 Act 1 , FIRST PART OF.
... ! In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame ; Henry the fifth he first train'd to the wars : Whilft any trump did found , or drum ftruck up , Hi His fword did ne'er leave striking in the field.- Yet 18 Act 1 , FIRST PART OF.
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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.