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 185
... Honours , new begot ; Crop'd are the Flower - de - Luces in your Arms Of England's Coat , one half is cut away . Exe . Were our Tears wanting to this Funeral , Thefe Tidings would call forth her flowing Tides . Bed . Me they concern ...
... Honours , new begot ; Crop'd are the Flower - de - Luces in your Arms Of England's Coat , one half is cut away . Exe . Were our Tears wanting to this Funeral , Thefe Tidings would call forth her flowing Tides . Bed . Me they concern ...
Page 188
... Honour of the forlorn French : Him I forgive my Death that killeth me ; When he fees me go back one foot , or fly . [ Exeunt . [ Here Alarm , they are beaten back by the English , with grent Lofs , Enter Enter Charles , Alenfon , and ...
... Honour of the forlorn French : Him I forgive my Death that killeth me ; When he fees me go back one foot , or fly . [ Exeunt . [ Here Alarm , they are beaten back by the English , with grent Lofs , Enter Enter Charles , Alenfon , and ...
Page 192
... Honours , Drive them from Orleans , and be immortaliz'd . Dau . Prefently we'll try : Come , let's a way about it , No Prophet will I truft , if she falfe . proves [ Exeunt . Enter Gloucefter , with his Serving - Men . Glo . I am come ...
... Honours , Drive them from Orleans , and be immortaliz'd . Dau . Prefently we'll try : Come , let's a way about it , No Prophet will I truft , if she falfe . proves [ Exeunt . Enter Gloucefter , with his Serving - Men . Glo . I am come ...
Page 199
... honour thee for this Success !! Thy Promifes are like Adonis Garden , That one Day bloom'd , and fruitful were the next . France , Triumph in thy glorious Prophetess , Recover'd is the Town of Orleans ; More bleffed hap did ne'er befal ...
... honour thee for this Success !! Thy Promifes are like Adonis Garden , That one Day bloom'd , and fruitful were the next . France , Triumph in thy glorious Prophetess , Recover'd is the Town of Orleans ; More bleffed hap did ne'er befal ...
Page 203
... Honours bear me company ? Bed . No , truly ' tis more than manners will : And I have heard it faid , Unbidden Guests Are often welcomeft when they are gone . Tal . Well then , alone , fince there's no remedy , I mean to prove this ...
... Honours bear me company ? Bed . No , truly ' tis more than manners will : And I have heard it faid , Unbidden Guests Are often welcomeft when they are gone . Tal . Well then , alone , fince there's no remedy , I mean to prove this ...
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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...