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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Page 191
... say ; diftruftful Recreants . Fight ' till the laft gafp ; for I'll be your guard . Dau . What the fays I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English Scourge . This Night the Siege affuredly I'll raife ...
... say ; diftruftful Recreants . Fight ' till the laft gafp ; for I'll be your guard . Dau . What the fays I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English Scourge . This Night the Siege affuredly I'll raife ...
Page 228
... Say , Gentlemen , what makes you thus exclaim ? And wherefore crave you Combat ? or with whom ? Ver . With him , my ... Saying , the fanguine Colour of the Leaves Did reprefent my Mafter's blufhing Cheeks : When ftubbornly he did repugn ...
... Say , Gentlemen , what makes you thus exclaim ? And wherefore crave you Combat ? or with whom ? Ver . With him , my ... Saying , the fanguine Colour of the Leaves Did reprefent my Mafter's blufhing Cheeks : When ftubbornly he did repugn ...
Page 245
... Say , Earl of Suffolk , if thy Name be so , What Ransom muft I pay before 1 pass ? For I perceive I am thy Prifoner . Suf . How can't thou tell fhe will deny thy Suit , Before thou make a Trial of her Love ? Mar. Why fpeak'ft thou not ...
... Say , Earl of Suffolk , if thy Name be so , What Ransom muft I pay before 1 pass ? For I perceive I am thy Prifoner . Suf . How can't thou tell fhe will deny thy Suit , Before thou make a Trial of her Love ? Mar. Why fpeak'ft thou not ...
Page 246
... Say , gentle Princefs , would you not fuppofe Your Bondage happy , to be made a Queen ? Mar. To be a Queen in Bondage , is more vile , Than is a Slave in bafe fervility : For Princes fhould be free . Suf . And fo fhall you , If happy ...
... Say , gentle Princefs , would you not fuppofe Your Bondage happy , to be made a Queen ? Mar. To be a Queen in Bondage , is more vile , Than is a Slave in bafe fervility : For Princes fhould be free . Suf . And fo fhall you , If happy ...
Page 258
... Say . Lord Scales , Governor of the Tower . Sir Humphry Stafford . Young Stafford , his Brother . Alexander Iden , a Kentish Gentleman . Young Clifford , Son to the Lord Clifford . Edward Plantagenet , Sons to the Duke of York . Richard ...
... Say . Lord Scales , Governor of the Tower . Sir Humphry Stafford . Young Stafford , his Brother . Alexander Iden , a Kentish Gentleman . Young Clifford , Son to the Lord Clifford . Edward Plantagenet , Sons to the Duke of York . Richard ...
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Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...