The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... Lord TALBOT , afterwards Earl of SHREWSBURY : JOHN TALBOT , his fon . EDMUND MORTIMER , Earl of March . Mortimer's ... Lords , Warders of the Tower , Heralds , Officers , Soldiers , Meffengers , and feveral Attend- ants both on the ...
... Lord TALBOT , afterwards Earl of SHREWSBURY : JOHN TALBOT , his fon . EDMUND MORTIMER , Earl of March . Mortimer's ... Lords , Warders of the Tower , Heralds , Officers , Soldiers , Meffengers , and feveral Attend- ants both on the ...
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... lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is't fo ? 3 Mef . O , no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown : The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last , this dreadful lord , Retiring ...
... lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is't fo ? 3 Mef . O , no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown : The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last , this dreadful lord , Retiring ...
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... lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is't fo ? 3 Mef . O , no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown : The circumftance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last , this dreadful lord , Retiring ...
... lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is't fo ? 3 Mef . O , no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown : The circumftance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last , this dreadful lord , Retiring ...
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... lord Scales with him , and lord Hungerford : Most of the reft slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ranfom there is none but I fhall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown fhall be the ranfom of my ...
... lord Scales with him , and lord Hungerford : Most of the reft slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ranfom there is none but I fhall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown fhall be the ranfom of my ...
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... lord , methinks , is very long in talk . Alen . Doubtless , he thrives this woman to her fmock ; Elfe ne'er could he fo long protract his speech . Reig . Shall we disturb him , fince he keeps no mean ? Alen . He may mean more than we ...
... lord , methinks , is very long in talk . Alen . Doubtless , he thrives this woman to her fmock ; Elfe ne'er could he fo long protract his speech . Reig . Shall we disturb him , fince he keeps no mean ? Alen . He may mean more than we ...
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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.