The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Band 4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... hands , Which made the fault that we cannot correct , Put we our quarrel to the will of heav'n ; Who when it fees the ... hand and murder's bloody ax ! Ah , Gaunt ! his blood was thine ; that bed , that womb , That metal , that felf ...
... hands , Which made the fault that we cannot correct , Put we our quarrel to the will of heav'n ; Who when it fees the ... hand and murder's bloody ax ! Ah , Gaunt ! his blood was thine ; that bed , that womb , That metal , that felf ...
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... hand , And bow my knee before his Majesty : For Mowbray and myself are like two men That vow a long and weary pilgrimage ; Then let us take a ceremonious leave And loving farewel of our feveral friends . Mar. Th ' appellant in all duty ...
... hand , And bow my knee before his Majesty : For Mowbray and myself are like two men That vow a long and weary pilgrimage ; Then let us take a ceremonious leave And loving farewel of our feveral friends . Mar. Th ' appellant in all duty ...
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... hand , By thinking on the frofty Caucafus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite , By bare imagination of a feaft ? Or wallow naked in December snow , By thinking on fantastick fummer's heat ? Oh , no ! the apprehenfion of the good Gives ...
... hand , By thinking on the frofty Caucafus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite , By bare imagination of a feaft ? Or wallow naked in December snow , By thinking on fantastick fummer's heat ? Oh , no ! the apprehenfion of the good Gives ...
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... hand ; if they come fhort , Our fubftitutes at home fhall have blank charters : Whereto , when they fhall know what men are rich , They fhall fubfcribe them for large fums of gold , And fend them after to fupply our wants ; For we will ...
... hand ; if they come fhort , Our fubftitutes at home fhall have blank charters : Whereto , when they fhall know what men are rich , They fhall fubfcribe them for large fums of gold , And fend them after to fupply our wants ; For we will ...
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... hand had won . His hands were guilty of no kindred's blood , But bloody with the enemies of his kin . Oh , Richard ! York is too far gone with grief , Or else he never would compare between . K. Rich . Why , uncle , what's the matter ...
... hand had won . His hands were guilty of no kindred's blood , But bloody with the enemies of his kin . Oh , Richard ! York is too far gone with grief , Or else he never would compare between . K. Rich . Why , uncle , what's the matter ...
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againſt anfwer arms art thou bafe Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke call'd caufe coufin crown Dauphin death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff father fave fear feems fhall fhame fhew fhould fince 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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Seite 170 - 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
Seite 230 - 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.
Seite 104 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Seite 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Seite 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...
Seite 109 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Seite 355 - 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...
Seite 228 - 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 189 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt...
Seite 255 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...