The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts, Nide 4 |
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Sivu 184
His brandish'd Sword did blind Men with his Beams , His Arms spread wider than
a Dragon's Wings ; His sparkling Eyes , repleat with awful Fire , More dazled and
drove back his Enemies , Than mid - day Sun fierce bent against their facesi ...
His brandish'd Sword did blind Men with his Beams , His Arms spread wider than
a Dragon's Wings ; His sparkling Eyes , repleat with awful Fire , More dazled and
drove back his Enemies , Than mid - day Sun fierce bent against their facesi ...
Sivu 201
Arm , Arm , the Enemy doth make assault . [ Cry . St. George ! A Talbot ! The
French ... Of all Exploits since first I follow'd Arms , Ne'er heard I of a Warlike
Enterprize More venturous , or desperate than this . Baft . I think this Talbot be a
Fiend of ...
Arm , Arm , the Enemy doth make assault . [ Cry . St. George ! A Talbot ! The
French ... Of all Exploits since first I follow'd Arms , Ne'er heard I of a Warlike
Enterprize More venturous , or desperate than this . Baft . I think this Talbot be a
Fiend of ...
Sivu 210
Weak Shoulders , over - born with burthening Grief , And pithless Arms , like to a
withered Vine , That droops his faptels Branches to the Ground , Yet are these
Feet whofe strengthless stay is numb , ( Unable to support this Lump of Clay )
Swift ...
Weak Shoulders , over - born with burthening Grief , And pithless Arms , like to a
withered Vine , That droops his faptels Branches to the Ground , Yet are these
Feet whofe strengthless stay is numb , ( Unable to support this Lump of Clay )
Swift ...
Sivu 239
Poor Boy , he smiles , methinks , as who should say , Had Death been French ,
then Death bad died to Day , Come , come , and lay him in his Father's Arms , My
Spirit can no longer bear these barms . Soldiers adicu : I have what I would have
...
Poor Boy , he smiles , methinks , as who should say , Had Death been French ,
then Death bad died to Day , Come , come , and lay him in his Father's Arms , My
Spirit can no longer bear these barms . Soldiers adicu : I have what I would have
...
Sivu 330
But now , is Cade driven back , his Men dispers'd , And now is York in Arms to
second him . I pray thee Buckingham , go and meet with him , And ask him what's
the reason of these Arms : Tell him , I'll send Duke Edmund to the Tower , And ...
But now , is Cade driven back , his Men dispers'd , And now is York in Arms to
second him . I pray thee Buckingham , go and meet with him , And ask him what's
the reason of these Arms : Tell him , I'll send Duke Edmund to the Tower , And ...
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Sivu 103 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Sivu 66 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Sivu 151 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Sivu 44 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased : The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Sivu 103 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Sivu 367 - 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 367 - 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 150 - My cousin Westmoreland ? No, my fair cousin. If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
Sivu 122 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Sivu 165 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him I much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.