The Works of Mr. William Shakespear: In Six Volumes ; Adorn'd with CutsJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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... hath Heav'n lent us here ? Eli . He hath a trick of Cordelion's Face , The accent of his Tongue affecteth him : Do you not read fome Tokens of my Son In the large Compofition of this Man ? K. John . Mine Eye hath well examined his Parts ...
... hath Heav'n lent us here ? Eli . He hath a trick of Cordelion's Face , The accent of his Tongue affecteth him : Do you not read fome Tokens of my Son In the large Compofition of this Man ? K. John . Mine Eye hath well examined his Parts ...
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... hath made her Sin and her , the Plague On this removed Iffue , plagu'd for her , And with her Plague her Sin ; his Injury Her Injury , the Beadle to her Sin , All punish'd in the Perfon of this Child , And all for her ; a Plague upon ...
... hath made her Sin and her , the Plague On this removed Iffue , plagu'd for her , And with her Plague her Sin ; his Injury Her Injury , the Beadle to her Sin , All punish'd in the Perfon of this Child , And all for her ; a Plague upon ...
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... Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid , From a refolv'd and honourable War , To a moft bafe and vile concluded Peace . And why rail I on this Commodity ? But for becaule he hath not wooed me yet : Not that I have the power to ...
... Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid , From a refolv'd and honourable War , To a moft bafe and vile concluded Peace . And why rail I on this Commodity ? But for becaule he hath not wooed me yet : Not that I have the power to ...
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... hath made thee a moft ugly Man . Sal what other Harm have I , good Lady , done , But ipoke the Harm that is by others done ? Conft . Which Harm within it felf fo hainous is , As it makes harmful all that speak of it . Arth . I do ...
... hath made thee a moft ugly Man . Sal what other Harm have I , good Lady , done , But ipoke the Harm that is by others done ? Conft . Which Harm within it felf fo hainous is , As it makes harmful all that speak of it . Arth . I do ...
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... hath this Day deferv'd ? What hath it done , That it in golden Letters fhould be fet Among the high Tides in the Kalendar ? Nay , rather turn this Day out of the Week , This Day of Shame , Oppreffion , Perjury . Or if it must ftand ...
... hath this Day deferv'd ? What hath it done , That it in golden Letters fhould be fet Among the high Tides in the Kalendar ? Nay , rather turn this Day out of the Week , This Day of Shame , Oppreffion , Perjury . Or if it must ftand ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 1245 - 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 1349 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Seite 1193 - 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 1364 - 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 I much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Seite 1511 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Seite 1243 - 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 1089 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Seite 1303 - 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 1069 - Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...