The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... fight . The battles of the Lord of hofts he fought : The church's prayers made him so profperous . Glo . The church ! where is it ? Had not churchmen pray'd , His thread of life had not fo foon decay'd : None do you like but an ...
... fight . The battles of the Lord of hofts he fought : The church's prayers made him so profperous . Glo . The church ! where is it ? Had not churchmen pray'd , His thread of life had not fo foon decay'd : None do you like but an ...
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... fight , Betwixt the ftout 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 ...
... fight , Betwixt the ftout 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 ...
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... fight for France.- Away with these difgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds I will lend the French , instead of eyes , their intermiffive miferies . To weep Enter another Meffenger . 2 Mef . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mischance ...
... fight for France.- Away with these difgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds I will lend the French , instead of eyes , their intermiffive miferies . To weep Enter another Meffenger . 2 Mef . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mischance ...
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... fight , Betwixt the ftout 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 ...
... fight , Betwixt the ftout 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 ...
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... fight . Char . Stay , stay thy hands ; thou art an Amazon , And fightest with the sword of Deborah . Puc . Christ's ... Fight till the laft gasp ; I will be your guard . Char . What the fays , I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Puc ...
... fight . Char . Stay , stay thy hands ; thou art an Amazon , And fightest with the sword of Deborah . Puc . Christ's ... Fight till the laft gasp ; I will be your guard . Char . What the fays , I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Puc ...
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Afide againſt Alarum anſwer Baft Becauſe blood breaſt brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade cauſe Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward England Engliſh Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit father fear fhall fight firſt flain foes foldiers fome foul fovereign France ftand fuch fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven Henry's highneſs himſelf honour houſe Humphrey Jack Cade Lancaſter lord lord protector madam mafter majeſty Meffenger muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure preſently prifoner prince protector PUCELLE Queen MARGARET reaſon reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Saliſbury ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch Suffolk ſweet Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand traitor unto Warwick whofe Whoſe wilt Wincheſter yourſelf
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Sivu 56 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.