The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Том 4C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... face to face , And frowning brow to brow , ourfelves will hear Th ' accufer , and th ' accufed freely speak : High ftomach'd are they both ; and full of ire ; In rage , deaf as the fea ; hafty as fire . Enter Bolingbroke and Mowbray ...
... face to face , And frowning brow to brow , ourfelves will hear Th ' accufer , and th ' accufed freely speak : High ftomach'd are they both ; and full of ire ; In rage , deaf as the fea ; hafty as fire . Enter Bolingbroke and Mowbray ...
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... face , And bid his ears a little while be deaf , Till I have told this flander of his blood ( 3 ) , How God and good men hate fo foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears . Were he our brother , nay , our ...
... face , And bid his ears a little while be deaf , Till I have told this flander of his blood ( 3 ) , How God and good men hate fo foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears . Were he our brother , nay , our ...
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... face impeach my height , Before this out - dar'd daftard ? Ere my tongue Shall wound my honour with fuch feeble wrong , Or found fo bafe a parle , my teeth fhall tear The flavish motive of recanting fear , And spit it bleeding , in his ...
... face impeach my height , Before this out - dar'd daftard ? Ere my tongue Shall wound my honour with fuch feeble wrong , Or found fo bafe a parle , my teeth fhall tear The flavish motive of recanting fear , And spit it bleeding , in his ...
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... face , Nor ever write , re - greet , or reconcile This low'ring tempeft of your home - bred hate ; Nor ever be advised purpofe meet , To plot , contrive , or complot any ill , ' Gainft us , our state , our fubjects , or our land ...
... face , Nor ever write , re - greet , or reconcile This low'ring tempeft of your home - bred hate ; Nor ever be advised purpofe meet , To plot , contrive , or complot any ill , ' Gainft us , our state , our fubjects , or our land ...
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... faces ) Awak'd the fleepy rheum ; and fo by chance Did grace our hollow parting with a tear . K. Rich . What faid your coufin , when you parted with Aum . Farewel . [ him ? And for my heart difdained that my tongue Should fo prophane ...
... faces ) Awak'd the fleepy rheum ; and fo by chance Did grace our hollow parting with a tear . K. Rich . What faid your coufin , when you parted with Aum . Farewel . [ him ? And for my heart difdained that my tongue Should fo prophane ...
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anfwer arms art thou bafe Baft Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke call'd cauſe coufin crown Dauphin death doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff father fear feems fhall fhame fhew fhould fight fince firft flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand ftill fubjects fuch fweet fword Gaunt give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe Juft King Henry Liege Lord Lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never night noble Northumberland paffage peace Percy Pift Piftol pleaſe Poins pow'r prefent prifoners Prince Prince of Wales Pucel purpoſe reafon Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal ſhall Sir John ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue uncle unto Weft whofe word York
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Сторінка 92 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Сторінка 228 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Сторінка 369 - 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!
Сторінка 237 - I'll ne'er bear a base mind: — an't be my destiny, so; an't be not, so: No man's too good to serve his prince ; and, let it go which way it will, he that dies this year, is quit for the next.
Сторінка 139 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Сторінка 296 - 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...
Сторінка 229 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Сторінка 296 - Obedience : for so work the honey bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The art of order to a peopled kingdom : They have a king, and officers of sorts ; 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...
Сторінка 161 - Tut, tut ! good enough to toss ; food for powder, food for powder ; they'll fill a pit, as well as better ; tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
Сторінка 321 - 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.