The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts, Volume 4J. Tonson, 1714 |
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... dead in Look , fo woe be - gone , Drew Priam's Curtain , in the dead of Night , And would have told him , half his Troy was burn'd . But Priam found the Fire , ere he his Tongue : And I , my Percy's Death , ere thou report'ft it . This ...
... dead in Look , fo woe be - gone , Drew Priam's Curtain , in the dead of Night , And would have told him , half his Troy was burn'd . But Priam found the Fire , ere he his Tongue : And I , my Percy's Death , ere thou report'ft it . This ...
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... Dead . Bard . Sweet Earl , divorce not Wisdom from your Ho nour . Mort . The Lives of all your loving Complices Lean on your Health , the which if you give o'er To ftormy Paffion , muft perforce decay . You caft th ' Event of War , my ...
... Dead . Bard . Sweet Earl , divorce not Wisdom from your Ho nour . Mort . The Lives of all your loving Complices Lean on your Health , the which if you give o'er To ftormy Paffion , muft perforce decay . You caft th ' Event of War , my ...
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... dead Vomit up , And howl'ft to find it . What truft is in these Times ? They , that when Richard liv'd , would have him die , Are now become enamour'd on his Grave , Thou that threw'ft Duft upon his goodly Head , When through proud ...
... dead Vomit up , And howl'ft to find it . What truft is in these Times ? They , that when Richard liv'd , would have him die , Are now become enamour'd on his Grave , Thou that threw'ft Duft upon his goodly Head , When through proud ...
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... dead ? what's the mat- ter ? Fang . Sir John , I arreft you at the fuit of Mistress Quickly . Fal . Away Varlets ; draw Bardolph : Cut me off the Villain's Head : Throw the Quean in the Kennel . Hoft . Heft . Throw me in the Kennel ? I ...
... dead ? what's the mat- ter ? Fang . Sir John , I arreft you at the fuit of Mistress Quickly . Fal . Away Varlets ; draw Bardolph : Cut me off the Villain's Head : Throw the Quean in the Kennel . Hoft . Heft . Throw me in the Kennel ? I ...
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... dead Elm , answer . Fal . The Fiend hath Prickt down Bardolph irrecovera- ble , and his Face is Lucifer's Privy - Kitchin , where he doth nothing but roaft Mault - Worms : for the Boy , there is a good Angel about him , but the Devil ...
... dead Elm , answer . Fal . The Fiend hath Prickt down Bardolph irrecovera- ble , and his Face is Lucifer's Privy - Kitchin , where he doth nothing but roaft Mault - Worms : for the Boy , there is a good Angel about him , but the Devil ...
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Page 103 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Page 66 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Page 151 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Page 44 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased : The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 103 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Page 367 - 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...
Page 367 - 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 150 - My cousin Westmoreland ? No, my fair cousin. If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
Page 122 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Page 165 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him I much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.