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 187
... self , For living idly here in pomp and ease , Whilft fuch a worthy Leader , wanting Aid , Unto his daftard Foe - men is betray'd . 3 Meff . O no , he lives , but is took Prifoner , And Lord Scales with him , and Lord Hungerford ; Most ...
... self , For living idly here in pomp and ease , Whilft fuch a worthy Leader , wanting Aid , Unto his daftard Foe - men is betray'd . 3 Meff . O no , he lives , but is took Prifoner , And Lord Scales with him , and Lord Hungerford ; Most ...
Page 208
... self , I'll note you in my Book of Memory , To fcourge you for this Apprehenfion ; Look to it well , and fay you are well warn'd . Som . Ah , thou fhalt find us ready for thee ftill ; And know us by these Colours , for thy Foes : For ...
... self , I'll note you in my Book of Memory , To fcourge you for this Apprehenfion ; Look to it well , and fay you are well warn'd . Som . Ah , thou fhalt find us ready for thee ftill ; And know us by these Colours , for thy Foes : For ...
Page 221
... self . Tal . Undaunted Spirit in a dying Breaft , Then be it fo : Heavens keep old Bedford fafe . And now no more ado , brave Burgundy , But gather we our Forces out of band , And fet upon our boafting Enemy . [ Exit - An Alarm ...
... self . Tal . Undaunted Spirit in a dying Breaft , Then be it fo : Heavens keep old Bedford fafe . And now no more ado , brave Burgundy , But gather we our Forces out of band , And fet upon our boafting Enemy . [ Exit - An Alarm ...
Page 247
... self . How fay you , Madam , are you fo content ? Mar. And if my Father please , I am content . Suff . Then call our Captains and our Colours forth . And , Madam , at your Father's Castle Walls , We'll crave a Parley to confer with him ...
... self . How fay you , Madam , are you fo content ? Mar. And if my Father please , I am content . Suff . Then call our Captains and our Colours forth . And , Madam , at your Father's Castle Walls , We'll crave a Parley to confer with him ...
Page 267
... self , And not be check'd . Glo . Nay , be not angry , I am pleas'd again . Enter Meffenger . Mef . My Lord Protector , ' tis his Highness Pleasure , You do prepare to ride unto St. Albans , Whereas the King and Queen do mean to Hawk ...
... self , And not be check'd . Glo . Nay , be not angry , I am pleas'd again . Enter Meffenger . Mef . My Lord Protector , ' tis his Highness Pleasure , You do prepare to ride unto St. Albans , Whereas the King and Queen do mean to Hawk ...
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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...