The youth of Shakspeare, by the author of 'Shakspeare and his friends'.

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Seite 206 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against Fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill...
Seite 206 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge ; If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Seite 197 - ... the meekest man and the gentlest that ever ate in hall among ladies; and thou were the sternest knight to thy mortal foe that ever put spear in the rest.
Seite 147 - As if here were those cooler shades of love. Can such delights be in the street, And open fields, and we not...
Seite 267 - Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight; Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but Lady Greensleeves. Alas, my Love ! ye do me wrong To cast me off discourteously ; And I have loved you so long, Delighting in your company.
Seite 281 - Why blush ye, love, to give to me your hand, The pledge of all our band? Sing, ye sweet Angels, Alleluia sing, That all the woods may answer, and your echo ring.
Seite 114 - Thou art a shameless villain ! A thing out of the overcharge of nature; Sent, like a thick cloud, to disperse a plague Upon weak catching women ! such a tyrant, That for his lust would sell away his subjects ! Ay, all his Heaven hereafter ! King.
Seite 104 - Without constraint, or dread of any ill: The gentle bird feels no captivity Within her cage: but sings, and feeds her fill. There pride dare not approach, nor discord spill The league 'twixt them, that loyal love hath bound...
Seite 130 - Tell fortune of her blindness; Tell nature of decay; Tell friendship of unkindness ; Tell justice of delay; And if they will reply, Then give them all the lie.
Seite 90 - And what's a life ? a weary pilgrimage, Whose glory, in one day, doth fill the stage With childhood, manhood, and decrepidage.

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