The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Том 4C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... leaves all faded , By envy's hand and murder's bloody ax ! Ah , Gaunt ! his blood was thine ; that bed , that womb ,. ' That metal , that felf - mould that fashion'd thee , Made him a man ; and though thou liv'ft and breath'ft , Yet art ...
... leaves all faded , By envy's hand and murder's bloody ax ! Ah , Gaunt ! his blood was thine ; that bed , that womb ,. ' That metal , that felf - mould that fashion'd thee , Made him a man ; and though thou liv'ft and breath'ft , Yet art ...
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... leave , before I have begun ; For forrow ends not , when it feemeth done . Commend me to my brother , Edmund York : Lo , this is all nay , yet depart not fo ; Though this be all , do not fo quickly go : · Ifhall remember more . Bid him ...
... leave , before I have begun ; For forrow ends not , when it feemeth done . Commend me to my brother , Edmund York : Lo , this is all nay , yet depart not fo ; Though this be all , do not fo quickly go : · Ifhall remember more . Bid him ...
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... leave And loving farewel of our several friends . Mar. Th ' appellant in all duty greets your Highness . [ To K. Rich . And craves to kifs your hand , and take his leave . K. Rich . We will defcend and fold him in our arms . Coufin of ...
... leave And loving farewel of our several friends . Mar. Th ' appellant in all duty greets your Highness . [ To K. Rich . And craves to kifs your hand , and take his leave . K. Rich . We will defcend and fold him in our arms . Coufin of ...
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... leave of you , Of you , my noble coufin , Lord Aumerle . Not fick , although I have to do with death ; But lufty , young , and chearly drawing breath . Lo , as at English feafts , fo I regreet The dantiest laft ; to make the end moft ...
... leave of you , Of you , my noble coufin , Lord Aumerle . Not fick , although I have to do with death ; But lufty , young , and chearly drawing breath . Lo , as at English feafts , fo I regreet The dantiest laft ; to make the end moft ...
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... when fome of you should fay , I was too ftrict to make mine own away : But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue ,, Against my will , to do myfelf this wrong . A A partial flander fought I to avoid , And in 20 King RICHARD II .
... when fome of you should fay , I was too ftrict to make mine own away : But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue ,, Against my will , to do myfelf this wrong . A A partial flander fought I to avoid , And in 20 King RICHARD II .
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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 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...
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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.