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 184
... Faces . What fhould I fay ? his Deeds exceed all Speech : He ne'er lift up his Hand but conquered . Exe . We mourn in Black , why mourn we not in Blood ? Henry is dead , and never shall revive : Upon a wooden Coffin we attend ; And ...
... Faces . What fhould I fay ? his Deeds exceed all Speech : He ne'er lift up his Hand but conquered . Exe . We mourn in Black , why mourn we not in Blood ? Henry is dead , and never shall revive : Upon a wooden Coffin we attend ; And ...
Page 187
... Face . Bed . Is Talbot flain then ? I will flay my 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 ...
... Face . Bed . Is Talbot flain then ? I will flay my 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 ...
Page 193
... Face . Glo . What ? am I dar'd , and bearded to my Face ? Draw Men , for all this privileged Place , Blue Coats to Tawny Coats . Prieft , beware thy Beard , I mean to tug it , and to cuff you foundly . Under my Feet I'll ftamp thy ...
... Face . Glo . What ? am I dar'd , and bearded to my Face ? Draw Men , for all this privileged Place , Blue Coats to Tawny Coats . Prieft , beware thy Beard , I mean to tug it , and to cuff you foundly . Under my Feet I'll ftamp thy ...
Page 225
... Face ; Therefore ftand up , and for thefe good deferts , We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury , And in our Coronation take your place . Manent Vernon and Baffet . Ver . Now , Sir , to you that were fo hot at Sea , Difgracing of the fe ...
... Face ; Therefore ftand up , and for thefe good deferts , We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury , And in our Coronation take your place . Manent Vernon and Baffet . Ver . Now , Sir , to you that were fo hot at Sea , Difgracing of the fe ...
Page 232
... Face : Ten thousand French have ta'en the Sacrament , To rive their dangerous Artillery Upon no Chriftian Soul , but English Talbot : Lo there thou ftand'st a breathing valiant Man , Of an invincible unconquer'd Spirit : This is the ...
... Face : Ten thousand French have ta'en the Sacrament , To rive their dangerous Artillery Upon no Chriftian Soul , but English Talbot : Lo there thou ftand'st a breathing valiant Man , Of an invincible unconquer'd Spirit : This is the ...
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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...