“The” Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, Volume 8Gerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1806 |
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... north . tion K. Phi . Our thunder from the south , ' Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town . Bast . O prudent discipline ! From north to south ; Austria and France shoot in each other's mouth : Aside . I'll stir them to it ...
... north . tion K. Phi . Our thunder from the south , ' Shall rain their drift of bullets on this town . Bast . O prudent discipline ! From north to south ; Austria and France shoot in each other's mouth : Aside . I'll stir them to it ...
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... north entreat the To make his bleak winds kiss my parched lips . And comfort me with cold : I do not ask you - much , I beg cold comfort ; and you are so strait , And so ungrateful , you deny me that . P. Hen . O , that there were some ...
... north entreat the To make his bleak winds kiss my parched lips . And comfort me with cold : I do not ask you - much , I beg cold comfort ; and you are so strait , And so ungrateful , you deny me that . P. Hen . O , that there were some ...
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... north- east wind , Which then blew bitterly against our faces , Awak'd the sleeping rheum ; and so , by chance , Did grace our hollow parting with a tear . K. Rich . What said our cousin , when you 122 KING RICHARD II .
... north- east wind , Which then blew bitterly against our faces , Awak'd the sleeping rheum ; and so , by chance , Did grace our hollow parting with a tear . K. Rich . What said our cousin , when you 122 KING RICHARD II .
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... North . My Liege , old Gaunt commends him to your Majesty . K. Rich . What says he now ? North . Nay , nothing ; all is said : His tongue is now a stringless instrument ; Words , life , and all , old Lancaster hath spent . York . Be ...
... North . My Liege , old Gaunt commends him to your Majesty . K. Rich . What says he now ? North . Nay , nothing ; all is said : His tongue is now a stringless instrument ; Words , life , and all , old Lancaster hath spent . York . Be ...
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... North . Well , Lords , the Duke of Lancaster is dead . Ross . And living too ; for now his son is Duke . Willo . Barely in title , not in revenue . North . Richly in both , if justice had her 132 KING RICHARD II .
... North . Well , Lords , the Duke of Lancaster is dead . Ross . And living too ; for now his son is Duke . Willo . Barely in title , not in revenue . North . Richly in both , if justice had her 132 KING RICHARD II .
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Page 258 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 127 - 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 : England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds ; That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself...
Page 55 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 156 - And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 64 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 164 - I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My...
Page 61 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Page 188 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 153 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.