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
... 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 ...
... 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 187
... lives , but is took Prifoner , And Lord Scales with him , and Lord Hungerford ; Most of the reft slaughter'd , or took likewife . Bed . His Ranfom there is none but I fhall pay . I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his Throne , His ...
... lives , but is took Prifoner , And Lord Scales with him , and Lord Hungerford ; Most of the reft slaughter'd , or took likewife . Bed . His Ranfom there is none but I fhall pay . I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his Throne , His ...
Page 191
... live , I'll ne'er fly no Man . Here they Fight , and Joan de Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy Hands , thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the Sword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's Mother helps me , elfel were too weak . Dau ...
... live , I'll ne'er fly no Man . Here they Fight , and Joan de Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy Hands , thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the Sword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's Mother helps me , elfel were too weak . Dau ...
Page 203
... live afunder Day or Night . After that things are fer in order herey We'll follow them with all the Powers we have . Enter a Meffenger ... Meff . All hail , my Lords ; which of this Princely Train Call ye the Warlike Talbot , for his ...
... live afunder Day or Night . After that things are fer in order herey We'll follow them with all the Powers we have . Enter a Meffenger ... Meff . All hail , my Lords ; which of this Princely Train Call ye the Warlike Talbot , for his ...
Page 208
... lives guilty in thy Blond , And ' till thou be reftor'd , thou art a Yeoman . Plan . My Father was attached , not attainted , Condemn'd to die for Treafon , but no Traitor ; And that I'll prove on better Men than Somerset , Were growing ...
... lives guilty in thy Blond , And ' till thou be reftor'd , thou art a Yeoman . Plan . My Father was attached , not attainted , Condemn'd to die for Treafon , but no Traitor ; And that I'll prove on better Men than Somerset , Were growing ...
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Alarum anſwer Arms art thou Baft Becauſe Blood Brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Crown curfe Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Humphry Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Henry Exeunt Exit faid falfe Father fear felves fhall fhould fight firft flain Foes fome fpeak France Friends ftand ftay ftill fuch fweet Glofter Grace Hand hath Heart Heav'n Henry's himſelf Honour Houſe Iden Jack Cade John of Gaunt loft Lord Lord Protector Love Madam Mafter Majefty Margaret muft muſt ne'er Noble Peace Plantagenet pleaſe Pleaſure Poft prefently Prifoner Prince Protector Pucel Queen reft Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Rofe Salisbury ſhall Soldiers Somerfet Soul Sovereign ſpeak ſtand Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art thou shalt thouſand Traitor Treafon unto Warwick whofe wilt
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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...