The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Band 3G. Bell, 1875 |
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... Boling . Many years of happy days befall My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Nor . Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! 3 In the old ...
... Boling . Many years of happy days befall My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Nor . Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! 3 In the old ...
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... Boling . First , ( heaven be the record of my speech ! ) In the devotion of a subject's love , Tendering the precious safety of my prince , And free from other misbegotten hate , Come I appellant to this princely presence.- Now , Thomas ...
... Boling . First , ( heaven be the record of my speech ! ) In the devotion of a subject's love , Tendering the precious safety of my prince , And free from other misbegotten hate , Come I appellant to this princely presence.- Now , Thomas ...
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... Boling . Look , what I speak my life shall prove it true : - That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles , In name of lendings for your highness ' soldiers ; The which he hath detain'd for lewd 11 employments , Like a false traitor ...
... Boling . Look , what I speak my life shall prove it true : - That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles , In name of lendings for your highness ' soldiers ; The which he hath detain'd for lewd 11 employments , Like a false traitor ...
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... Boling . O , God defend my soul from such foul 25 sin . Shall I seem crest - fallen in my father's sight ? Or with pale beggar - fear impeach my height Before this outdar'd dastard ! Ere my tongue Shall wound mine honour with such ...
... Boling . O , God defend my soul from such foul 25 sin . Shall I seem crest - fallen in my father's sight ? Or with pale beggar - fear impeach my height Before this outdar'd dastard ! Ere my tongue Shall wound mine honour with such ...
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... Boling . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby , Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove , by heaven's grace , and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , duke of Norfolk , That he's a traitor , foul and ...
... Boling . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby , Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove , by heaven's grace , and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , duke of Norfolk , That he's a traitor , foul and ...
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Seite 315 - 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 73 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art ~\\ hich does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature.
Seite 383 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Seite 57 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest : for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Seite 311 - Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Seite 423 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?