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 183
... , too Famous to live long , England ne'er loft a King of so much Worth . Glo . England ne'er had a King until his time : Virtue he had , deferving to Command . His brandish'd Sword did blind Men with his Beams , The First PART of ...
... , too Famous to live long , England ne'er loft a King of so much Worth . Glo . England ne'er had a King until his time : Virtue he had , deferving to Command . His brandish'd Sword did blind Men with his Beams , The First PART of ...
Page 184
... Sword did blind Men with his Beams , His Arms fpread wider than a Dragon's Wings ; His fparkling Eyes , repleat with awful Fire , More dazled and drove back his Enemies , Than mid - day Sun fierce bent against their Faces . What fhould ...
... Sword did blind Men with his Beams , His Arms fpread wider than a Dragon's Wings ; His fparkling Eyes , repleat with awful Fire , More dazled and drove back his Enemies , Than mid - day Sun fierce bent against their Faces . What fhould ...
Page 186
... , Enacted Wonders with his Sword and Lance . Hundreds he fent to Hell , and none durst stand him : Here , there , and every where enrag'd he flew . The The French exclaim'd , the Devil was in Arms , 1860 The First Part of.
... , Enacted Wonders with his Sword and Lance . Hundreds he fent to Hell , and none durst stand him : Here , there , and every where enrag'd he flew . The The French exclaim'd , the Devil was in Arms , 1860 The First Part of.
Page 191
... Sword , Deck'd with fine Flower - de - Luces on each fide , The which at Tourain in St. Katherine's Church - yard , Out of a great deal of old Iron , 1 chofe forth . Dau . Then come a God's Name , I fear no Woman . Pucel . And while I ...
... Sword , Deck'd with fine Flower - de - Luces on each fide , The which at Tourain in St. Katherine's Church - yard , Out of a great deal of old Iron , 1 chofe forth . Dau . Then come a God's Name , I fear no Woman . Pucel . And while I ...
Page 194
... Sword , Weapon or Dag- ger henceforward upon pain of Death Ꮧ Glo . Cardinal , I'll be no Breaker of the Law : But we fhall meet , and break our Minds at large . Win . Glofter , we'll meet to thy dear Coft be fure ; Thy Heart - blood I ...
... Sword , Weapon or Dag- ger henceforward upon pain of Death Ꮧ Glo . Cardinal , I'll be no Breaker of the Law : But we fhall meet , and break our Minds at large . Win . Glofter , we'll meet to thy dear Coft be fure ; Thy Heart - blood I ...
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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...