The Works of William Shakespeare, Band 4Chapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... look to't . - Farewell , Chatillon . [ Exeunt Chatillon and Pembroke . Eli . What now , my son ! have I not ever said How that ambitious Constance would not cease Till she had kindled France and all the world Upon the right and party of ...
... look to't . - Farewell , Chatillon . [ Exeunt Chatillon and Pembroke . Eli . What now , my son ! have I not ever said How that ambitious Constance would not cease Till she had kindled France and all the world Upon the right and party of ...
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... Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face ; - These eyes , these brows , were moulded out of his : This little abstract doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey ; and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume ...
... Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face ; - These eyes , these brows , were moulded out of his : This little abstract doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey ; and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume ...
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... look to't ; i ' faith , I will , i ' faith . Blanch . O , well did he become that lion's robe That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Bast . It lies as sightly on the back of him As great Alcides ' shows ( 20 ) upon an ass : — But ...
... look to't ; i ' faith , I will , i ' faith . Blanch . O , well did he become that lion's robe That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Bast . It lies as sightly on the back of him As great Alcides ' shows ( 20 ) upon an ass : — But ...
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... look upon the years Of Louis the Dauphin and that lovely maid : If lusty love should go in quest of beauty , Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch ? If zealous love should go in search of virtue , Where should he find it purer ...
... look upon the years Of Louis the Dauphin and that lovely maid : If lusty love should go in quest of beauty , Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch ? If zealous love should go in search of virtue , Where should he find it purer ...
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... look in the lady's face . Lou . I do , my lord ; and in her eye I find A wonder , or a wondrous miracle , The shadow of myself form'd in her eye ; Which , being but the shadow of your son , Becomes a sun , and makes your son a shadow ...
... look in the lady's face . Lou . I do , my lord ; and in her eye I find A wonder , or a wondrous miracle , The shadow of myself form'd in her eye ; Which , being but the shadow of your son , Becomes a sun , and makes your son a shadow ...
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Seite 43 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief?
Seite 450 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height.
Seite 496 - 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 ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Seite 50 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Seite 277 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Seite 169 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. DUCHESS. Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst? YORK. As in a theatre the eyes of men After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried 'God save him!
Seite 352 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Seite 430 - 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 ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...
Seite 421 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Seite 277 - Tis not due yet ; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o