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
... thefe Jars , and reft your Minds in peace Let's to the Altar : Heralds wait on us ; Inftead of Gold , we'll offer up our Arms , Since Arms avail not , now that Henry's dead .. Pofterity await for wretched Years , When When at their ...
... thefe Jars , and reft your Minds in peace Let's to the Altar : Heralds wait on us ; Inftead of Gold , we'll offer up our Arms , Since Arms avail not , now that Henry's dead .. Pofterity await for wretched Years , When When at their ...
Page 185
... Thefe News would cause him once more yield the Ghost . Exe . How were they loft ? What Treachery was us'd ? Meff ... Thefe Tidings would call forth her flowing Tides . Bed . Me they concern , Regent Iam of France ; Give me my feeled Coat ...
... Thefe News would cause him once more yield the Ghost . Exe . How were they loft ? What Treachery was us'd ? Meff ... Thefe Tidings would call forth her flowing Tides . Bed . Me they concern , Regent Iam of France ; Give me my feeled Coat ...
Page 191
... Thefe Women are fhrewd tempters with their Tongues . Reig . My Lord , where are you ? what devise you on ? Shall we give over Orleans , or no ? Pucel . Why no , I say ; diftruftful Recreants . Fight ' till the laft gafp ; for I'll be ...
... Thefe Women are fhrewd tempters with their Tongues . Reig . My Lord , where are you ? what devise you on ? Shall we give over Orleans , or no ? Pucel . Why no , I say ; diftruftful Recreants . Fight ' till the laft gafp ; for I'll be ...
Page 192
... thefe Warders , that they wait not here ? Open the Gates . ' Tis Gloucester that calls . I Ward . Who's there , that knocks so imperiously ? I Man . It is the Noble Duke of Glo'fter . 2 Ward . Who e'er he be , you may not be let in . 1 ...
... thefe Warders , that they wait not here ? Open the Gates . ' Tis Gloucester that calls . I Ward . Who's there , that knocks so imperiously ? I Man . It is the Noble Duke of Glo'fter . 2 Ward . Who e'er he be , you may not be let in . 1 ...
Page 195
... thefe three Days have I watch'd , If I could fee them . Now , Boy , do thou watch , For I can ftay no longer . If thou fpy'ft any , run and bring me word , And thou fhalt find me at the Governor's . Boy . Father , I warrant you , take ...
... thefe three Days have I watch'd , If I could fee them . Now , Boy , do thou watch , For I can ftay no longer . If thou fpy'ft any , run and bring me word , And thou fhalt find me at the Governor's . Boy . Father , I warrant you , take ...
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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...