The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., Band 4Phillips, Sampson, 1850 |
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... rest Turned on themselves , like dull and heavy lead . And as the thing that's heavy in itself , Upon enforcement , flies with greatest speed , So did our men , heavy in Hotspur's loss , Lend to this weight such lightness with their ...
... rest Turned on themselves , like dull and heavy lead . And as the thing that's heavy in itself , Upon enforcement , flies with greatest speed , So did our men , heavy in Hotspur's loss , Lend to this weight such lightness with their ...
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... rest . I would to God my name were not so terrible to the enemy as it is . I were better to be eaten to death with rust , than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion . Ch . Just . Well , be honest , be honest ; and God bless ...
... rest . I would to God my name were not so terrible to the enemy as it is . I were better to be eaten to death with rust , than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion . Ch . Just . Well , be honest , be honest ; and God bless ...
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... rest the paper tells . Fal . As I am a gentleman : - Host . Nay , you said so before . Fal . As I am a gentleman . - Come , no more words of it . Host . By this heavenly ground I tread on , I must be fain to pawn both my plate , and the ...
... rest the paper tells . Fal . As I am a gentleman : - Host . Nay , you said so before . Fal . As I am a gentleman . - Come , no more words of it . Host . By this heavenly ground I tread on , I must be fain to pawn both my plate , and the ...
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... rest of thy low - coun- tries have made a shift to eat up thy holland ; and God knows , whether those that bawl out the ruins of thy linen , ' shall inherit his kingdom : but the midwives say the children are not in the fault ...
... rest of thy low - coun- tries have made a shift to eat up thy holland ; and God knows , whether those that bawl out the ruins of thy linen , ' shall inherit his kingdom : but the midwives say the children are not in the fault ...
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... rest , " is an ancient song , attributed to Anne Boleyn . There is another in the Gorgious Gallery of Gallant Inventions , 1578 , which has furnished him with some of his rhodomontade : - : - " I hate this loathsome life , O Atropos ...
... rest , " is an ancient song , attributed to Anne Boleyn . There is another in the Gorgious Gallery of Gallant Inventions , 1578 , which has furnished him with some of his rhodomontade : - : - " I hate this loathsome life , O Atropos ...
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Seite 190 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he, to-day, that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now abed, Shall think themselves accursed, they were not here: And hold their manhoods cheap, while any speaks, That fought with us upon Saint...
Seite 117 - 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 152 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood...
Seite 117 - Whose high, upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder. Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts: Into a thousand parts divide one man And make imaginary puissance. Think , when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Seite 54 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings, lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Seite 153 - And you, good yeomen 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. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Seite 52 - O Sleep, 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...
Seite 470 - To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate ; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools...
Seite 52 - 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.
Seite 190 - And say — to-morrow is Saint Crispian : Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars, And say, these wounds I had on Crispin's day. Old men forget ; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember, with advantages, What feats he did that day :• Then shall our names, Familiar in...