 Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,...  The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy ... - Страница 146по William Shakespeare - 1811Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 916 страници
...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king ! you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me — I am a king ?... | |
 | William Herbert - 1853 - 234 страници
...Comes at the last, and with a little pin, Bores through his castle-wall, and — farewell king, — Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...mistook me all this while ; I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends ; subjected thus, How can you say to me, — I am a king... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 страници
...the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell, king. R.II. iii. 2. 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 like you, Taste grief, need friends, like you : subjected thus, How can... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1854 - 980 страници
...Comes' at the last, and, with a little pin, Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king ! 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, like you ; — subjected thus, How can you... | |
 | Ebenezer Cobham Brewer - 1854 - 444 страници
...inward toil ; And, for unfclt imaginations, They often feel a world of restless cares. Shakspeare. Mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence: throw...mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, taste grief, Need friends, like you. — Shokspeare. Thou dost pinch thy bearer, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 1088 страници
...little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king! Cover your head«, and mock not ilesh 7 you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me — I am a king ?... | |
 | William Smyth - 1855 - 590 страници
...present." Well indeed might the unfortunate monarch have said, in the words of our own Richard, — " Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all the while : I live on bread like you, feel want, taste grief, . Need friends." " Subjected thus, How... | |
 | John Timbs - 1856 - 374 страници
...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king ! Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, taste grief, Need friends : — Subjected thus, How can you say to me — I am a king... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 996 страници
...Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king! [blood Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and m @, ?, you, feel want, taste grie£ Need friends : — Subjected thus, How can you say to me—I am a king?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 602 страници
...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell, king ! Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : — Subjected thus, How can you say to me — I am a king... | |
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