The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volumul 5C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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Pagina 8
... never been . Gar . Nephew , what means this paffionate difcourfe ? This peroration with fuch circumstances ? For France , ' tis ours ; and we will keep it ftill . Glo . Ay , Uncle , we will keep it if we can But now it is impoffible we ...
... never been . Gar . Nephew , what means this paffionate difcourfe ? This peroration with fuch circumstances ? For France , ' tis ours ; and we will keep it ftill . Glo . Ay , Uncle , we will keep it if we can But now it is impoffible we ...
Pagina 9
... never read , but England's Kings have had Large fums of gold , and dowries with their wives And our King Henry gives away his own , To match with her that brings no vantages . Glo . A proper jeft , and never heard before , That Suffolk ...
... never read , but England's Kings have had Large fums of gold , and dowries with their wives And our King Henry gives away his own , To match with her that brings no vantages . Glo . A proper jeft , and never heard before , That Suffolk ...
Pagina 13
... never more abase fo ore abase our fight low As to vouchfafe one glance unto the ground . Glo . O Nell , fweet Nell , if thou doft love thy Lord , Banifh the canker of ambitious thoughts : And may that thought , when I imagine Ill ...
... never more abase fo ore abase our fight low As to vouchfafe one glance unto the ground . Glo . O Nell , fweet Nell , if thou doft love thy Lord , Banifh the canker of ambitious thoughts : And may that thought , when I imagine Ill ...
Pagina 18
... never mount to trouble you again . So , let her reft ; and , Madam , lift to me ; For I am bald to counfel you in this ; Although we fancy not the Cardinal , Yet must we join with him and with the Lords , Till we have brought Duke ...
... never mount to trouble you again . So , let her reft ; and , Madam , lift to me ; For I am bald to counfel you in this ; Although we fancy not the Cardinal , Yet must we join with him and with the Lords , Till we have brought Duke ...
Pagina 19
... never traitor in the Land commit . " Suf Peace , head - ftrong Warwick . War . Image of pride , why should I hold my peace ? Enter Horner the Armourer , and his Man Peter , guarded . Suf . Becaufe here is a man accus'd of treafon : Pray ...
... never traitor in the Land commit . " Suf Peace , head - ftrong Warwick . War . Image of pride , why should I hold my peace ? Enter Horner the Armourer , and his Man Peter , guarded . Suf . Becaufe here is a man accus'd of treafon : Pray ...
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The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies ..., Volumul 5 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1740 |
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Pagina 217 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 370 - Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Pagina 134 - 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 viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Pagina 377 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Pagina 367 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 368 - Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. The king has cur'd me, I humbly thank his grace ; and from these shoulders, These ruin'd pillars, out of pity, taken A load would sink a navy, too much honour : O, 'tis a burden, Cromwell, 'tis a burden, Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven.
Pagina 133 - 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 ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Pagina 71 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Pagina 368 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 133 - 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...