The Works of Shakespeare, Том 5J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... lady banilh'd , and a limb lopt off : This ftaff of honour raught , there let it ftand , Where best it fits to be , in Henry's hand . Suf . Thus droops this lofty pine , and hangs his fprayes ; Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her younger ...
... lady banilh'd , and a limb lopt off : This ftaff of honour raught , there let it ftand , Where best it fits to be , in Henry's hand . Suf . Thus droops this lofty pine , and hangs his fprayes ; Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her younger ...
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... lady here ? Stan . So am I giv'n in charge , may't pleafe yous Grace . Glo . Entreat her not the worse , in that I pray You ufe her well ; the world may laugh again ; And I may live to do you kindness , if You do it her and , fɔ , Sir ...
... lady here ? Stan . So am I giv'n in charge , may't pleafe yous Grace . Glo . Entreat her not the worse , in that I pray You ufe her well ; the world may laugh again ; And I may live to do you kindness , if You do it her and , fɔ , Sir ...
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... lady , According to that ftate you fhall be us'd . Elean . Sheriff , farewel , and better than I fare ; Although thou hast been conduct of my shame . Sher . It is my office ; madam , pardon me . Elean Ay , ay , farewel ; thy office is ...
... lady , According to that ftate you fhall be us'd . Elean . Sheriff , farewel , and better than I fare ; Although thou hast been conduct of my shame . Sher . It is my office ; madam , pardon me . Elean Ay , ay , farewel ; thy office is ...
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... lady , with the reft , Caufelefs have laid difgraces on my head ; And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up , My liefeft Liege to be mine enemy : Ay , all of you have laid your heads together ; ( Myfelf had notice of your ...
... lady , with the reft , Caufelefs have laid difgraces on my head ; And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up , My liefeft Liege to be mine enemy : Ay , all of you have laid your heads together ; ( Myfelf had notice of your ...
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William Shakespeare. Suf . Hath he not twit our fovereign lady here With ignominious words , though clarkly coucht ? As if the had fuborned fome to fwear Falfe allegations , to o'erthrow his state . Q. Mar. But I can give the lofer leave ...
William Shakespeare. Suf . Hath he not twit our fovereign lady here With ignominious words , though clarkly coucht ? As if the had fuborned fome to fwear Falfe allegations , to o'erthrow his state . Q. Mar. But I can give the lofer leave ...
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Сторінка 368 - 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.
Сторінка 370 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Сторінка 369 - Why, well; 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.
Сторінка 202 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Сторінка 131 - ... 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: How many make the...
Сторінка 368 - This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Сторінка 215 - 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.
Сторінка 191 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Сторінка 371 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. 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...
Сторінка 338 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.