The Works of Mr. William Shakespear: In Six Volumes ; Adorn'd with CutsJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Sivu 1005
... e'er Sun - fet , Set armed Difcord ' twixt thefe perjur'd Kings . Hear me , oh , hear me . Auft . Lady Conftance , Peace . Conft . War , War , no Peace , Peace is to me a War : 0 Lymoges , O Austria , thou doft fhame That bloody Spoil ...
... e'er Sun - fet , Set armed Difcord ' twixt thefe perjur'd Kings . Hear me , oh , hear me . Auft . Lady Conftance , Peace . Conft . War , War , no Peace , Peace is to me a War : 0 Lymoges , O Austria , thou doft fhame That bloody Spoil ...
Sivu 1010
... e'er our Blood fhall quench that Fire : Look to thy felf , thou art in jeopardy . K. John . No more than he that threats . To Arms let's hie . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Alarms , Excursions : Enter Baftard with 1010 The Life and Death.
... e'er our Blood fhall quench that Fire : Look to thy felf , thou art in jeopardy . K. John . No more than he that threats . To Arms let's hie . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Alarms , Excursions : Enter Baftard with 1010 The Life and Death.
Sivu 1011
... e'er our coming fee thou shake the Bags Of hoarding Abbots , imprisoned Angels Set at liberty : The fat ribs of Peace Muft by the hungry now be fed upon : Ufe our Commiffion in its utmost force . Baft . Bell , Book , and Candle , shall ...
... e'er our coming fee thou shake the Bags Of hoarding Abbots , imprisoned Angels Set at liberty : The fat ribs of Peace Muft by the hungry now be fed upon : Ufe our Commiffion in its utmost force . Baft . Bell , Book , and Candle , shall ...
Sivu 1024
... e'er long I doubt . Enter Messenger . K. John . They burn in Indignation ; I repent : There is no fure Foundation fet on Blood ; No certain Life atchiev'd by others Death . A fearful Eye thou haft ; where is that Blood That I have feen ...
... e'er long I doubt . Enter Messenger . K. John . They burn in Indignation ; I repent : There is no fure Foundation fet on Blood ; No certain Life atchiev'd by others Death . A fearful Eye thou haft ; where is that Blood That I have feen ...
Sivu 1025
... e'er the next Afcenfion - Day at Noon , Your Highness fhould deliver up your Crown . K. John , Thou idle Dreamer , wherefore didft thou fo Peter . Fore - knowing that the Truth will fall out fo K. John . Hubert , away with him ...
... e'er the next Afcenfion - Day at Noon , Your Highness fhould deliver up your Crown . K. John , Thou idle Dreamer , wherefore didft thou fo Peter . Fore - knowing that the Truth will fall out fo K. John . Hubert , away with him ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts ... Nicholas Rowe Esikatselu ei käytettävissä - 2015 |
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Sivu 1245 - 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.
Sivu 1349 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Sivu 1193 - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
Sivu 1364 - 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.
Sivu 1511 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Sivu 1243 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Sivu 1089 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Sivu 1303 - 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 1069 - Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...