The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Nide 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Sivu 1542
... give King Henry leave to speak . War . Plantagenet fhall fpeak firft : Here him Lords , And be you filent and attentive too , For he that interrupts him , fhall not live . K. Henry . Think'ft thou that I will leave my Kingly Throne ...
... give King Henry leave to speak . War . Plantagenet fhall fpeak firft : Here him Lords , And be you filent and attentive too , For he that interrupts him , fhall not live . K. Henry . Think'ft thou that I will leave my Kingly Throne ...
Sivu 1550
... give no foot of Ground , And cry'd , a Crown , or else a glorious Tomb , A Scepter , or an Earthly Sepulcher . With this we chatg'd again ; but out alas , We bodg'd again ; as I have feen a Swan With bootless labour fwim against the ...
... give no foot of Ground , And cry'd , a Crown , or else a glorious Tomb , A Scepter , or an Earthly Sepulcher . With this we chatg'd again ; but out alas , We bodg'd again ; as I have feen a Swan With bootless labour fwim against the ...
Sivu 1552
... give thee this to dry thy Cheeks withal . Alas , poor Tork , but that I hate thee deadly , I fhould lament thy miferable State . I prithee grieve , to make me merry , Tork . What , hath thy fiery Heart fo parcht thine Intrails , That ...
... give thee this to dry thy Cheeks withal . Alas , poor Tork , but that I hate thee deadly , I fhould lament thy miferable State . I prithee grieve , to make me merry , Tork . What , hath thy fiery Heart fo parcht thine Intrails , That ...
Sivu 1559
... Steel , As thou haft fhewn it finty by thy Deeds , I come to pierce it , or to give thee mine . Edw . Then ftrike up Drums , God and St. George for us . C 4 Enter Enter a Meffenger . War . How now ? What King Henry IV . 1559.
... Steel , As thou haft fhewn it finty by thy Deeds , I come to pierce it , or to give thee mine . Edw . Then ftrike up Drums , God and St. George for us . C 4 Enter Enter a Meffenger . War . How now ? What King Henry IV . 1559.
Sivu 1565
... give fweet paffage to my finful Soul . Now Lords , take leave until we meet again , Where - e'er it be , in Heav'n , or in the Earth . Rich . Brother , Give me thy Hand , and gentle Warwick , Let me embrace thee in my weary Arms : I ...
... give fweet paffage to my finful Soul . Now Lords , take leave until we meet again , Where - e'er it be , in Heav'n , or in the Earth . Rich . Brother , Give me thy Hand , and gentle Warwick , Let me embrace thee in my weary Arms : I ...
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Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus Blood Brother Buck Buckingham Calchas Caufe Cham Clar Clarence Cominius Coriolanus Coufin Curfe Death defire Diomede doth Duke Duke of York e'er Edward elfe Enter Exeunt Exit Eyes fafe faid Father fear felf felves fhall fhew fhould flain fome fpeak Friends ftand ftay ftill ftrange fuch fweet give Goths Grace Haftings Hand hath hear Heart Heav'n Hector Henry himſelf Honour i'th King Lady laft Lavinia lefs Lord Lord Chamberlain Love Lucius Madam Martius Menelaus moft morrow moſt muft muſt Noble o'th Pandarus Patroclus Peace pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Priam Prince Queen Reafon reft Rich Rome ſhall Soul ſpeak Sword tell thee thefe Ther theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art Titus Troi Troilus unto Vlyf Warwick whofe
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Sivu 1628 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Sivu 1775 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou...
Sivu 1822 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea, shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixure ! O ! when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
Sivu 1782 - After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
Sivu 1775 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not ; Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Sivu 1781 - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Sivu 1565 - 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...
Sivu 1996 - Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Sivu 1747 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Sivu 1618 - And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...