 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 страници
...humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and—farewel king! Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood...with bread like you, feel want, taste grief, Need friends:—Subjected thus, How can you say to me—I am a king? Car. My lord, wise men ne'er wail their... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 480 страници
...with looks; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, — As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes...and blood With solemn reverence; throw away respect, Tradition,9 form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 488 страници
...with looks; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, — As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes...and blood With solemn reverence; throw away respect, Tradition,9 form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread... | |
 | Henry Hunter - 1806 - 460 страници
...country, addressing himself to his few wretched attendants, the poor remains of his departed state : Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...For you have but mistook me all this while.: I live on bread like you, feel want, taste grief, Need friends :....Subjected thus, How can you say to me....... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 376 страници
...our life, Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thns, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Cores through his castle wall , and — farewell King! Cover...and blood With solemn reverence; throw away respect, Trrtdition, form, and ceremonions duty, For you have but mistook me all this while ; I live with bread... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 страници
...vain conceit, — As if this flesh, which walls about our life. Were brass impregnable ; and hinnour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores...and — farewell king Cover your heads, and mock not tlesh and blood Withsolemn reverence; throw away respect, Tradition', form, and ceremonious duty, For... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 458 страници
...looks ; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, — As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable ; and, humour'd thus, Comes...blood With solemn reverence ; throw away respect, Tradition,s form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 544 страници
...looks ; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, — As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable ; and, humour'd thus, .•...blood With solemn reverence ; throw away respect, Tradition,9 form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 534 страници
...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin . Bares throngh his castle wall, and — farewell king t Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...mistook me all this while : I live with bread like yon, feel want, taste grief, Need friends : — Subjected thus, How can you say to me— I am a king?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 454 страници
...looks ; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, — As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable ; and, humour'd thus, Comes...blood With solemn reverence ; throw away respect, Tradition,8 form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread... | |
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Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and, humour'd... 
