The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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Sivu 190
... Pucel , Reignier , is't thou that thinkest to beguile me ? Where is the Dauphin ? Come , come from behind , I know thee well , though never feen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In private will I talk with thee ...
... Pucel , Reignier , is't thou that thinkest to beguile me ? Where is the Dauphin ? Come , come from behind , I know thee well , though never feen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In private will I talk with thee ...
Sivu 191
... Pucel . And while I live , I'll ne'er fly no Man . Here they Fight , and Joan de Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy Hands , thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the Sword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's Mother helps me , elfel ...
... Pucel . And while I live , I'll ne'er fly no Man . Here they Fight , and Joan de Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy Hands , thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the Sword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's Mother helps me , elfel ...
Sivu 198
... Pucel . Come , come , ' tis only I that must disgrace thee . [ They fight . Tal . Heavens , can you fuffer Hell fo to prevail ? My Breaft I'll burft with ftraining of my Courage , And from my Shoulders crack my Arms afunder , But I will ...
... Pucel . Come , come , ' tis only I that must disgrace thee . [ They fight . Tal . Heavens , can you fuffer Hell fo to prevail ? My Breaft I'll burft with ftraining of my Courage , And from my Shoulders crack my Arms afunder , But I will ...
Sivu 199
... Pucel . Advance our waving Colours on the Walls , Refcu'd is Orleans from the English Wolves : Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her Word . Dau . Divineft Creature , bright Aftrea's Daughter , How fhall I honour thee for this Success ...
... Pucel . Advance our waving Colours on the Walls , Refcu'd is Orleans from the English Wolves : Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her Word . Dau . Divineft Creature , bright Aftrea's Daughter , How fhall I honour thee for this Success ...
Sivu 200
... Pucel , whom they term so pure ? Tal . A Maid , they fay . Bed . A Maid ? And be fo Martial ? Bur . Pray God , the prove not Masculine ere long , If underneath the Standard of the French She carry Armour , as fhe hath begun . 1 Tal ...
... Pucel , whom they term so pure ? Tal . A Maid , they fay . Bed . A Maid ? And be fo Martial ? Bur . Pray God , the prove not Masculine ere long , If underneath the Standard of the French She carry Armour , as fhe hath begun . 1 Tal ...
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Alarum anſwer Arms art thou Baft Becauſe Blood Brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Crown curfe Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Humphry Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Henry Exeunt Exit faid falfe Father fear felves fhall fhould fight firft flain Foes fome fpeak France Friends ftand ftay ftill fuch fweet Glofter Grace Hand hath Heart Heav'n Henry's himſelf Honour Houſe Iden Jack Cade John of Gaunt loft Lord Lord Protector Love Madam Mafter Majefty Margaret muft muſt ne'er Noble Peace Plantagenet pleaſe Pleaſure Poft prefently Prifoner Prince Protector Pucel Queen reft Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Rofe Salisbury ſhall Soldiers Somerfet Soul Sovereign ſpeak ſtand Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art thou shalt thouſand Traitor Treafon unto Warwick whofe wilt
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Sivu 375 - 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...
Sivu 375 - 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...
Sivu 376 - ... treachery? O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth! And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Sivu 375 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? O, yes! it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His...