The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 5J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... speak them to me in the garret one night , as we were scow'ring my Lord of York's armour . York . Bafe dunghill villain , and mechanical , I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech . I do befeech your royal Majefty , Let him have ...
... speak them to me in the garret one night , as we were scow'ring my Lord of York's armour . York . Bafe dunghill villain , and mechanical , I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech . I do befeech your royal Majefty , Let him have ...
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... speak , thou shalt not pafs from hence . Spirit . Afk what thou wilt.- done ! Boling . First , of the King . come ? Spirit . The Duke yet lives , That I had faid , and What shall of him be- that Henry shall depofe , But him out - live ...
... speak , thou shalt not pafs from hence . Spirit . Afk what thou wilt.- done ! Boling . First , of the King . come ? Spirit . The Duke yet lives , That I had faid , and What shall of him be- that Henry shall depofe , But him out - live ...
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... speak . [ Exit Gloucefter . Elean . Art thou gone too ? all comfort go with thee ! For none abides with me ; my joy is death ; Death , at whofe name I oft have been afraid , Because I wish'd this world's eternity . Stanley , I pr'ythee ...
... speak . [ Exit Gloucefter . Elean . Art thou gone too ? all comfort go with thee ! For none abides with me ; my joy is death ; Death , at whofe name I oft have been afraid , Because I wish'd this world's eternity . Stanley , I pr'ythee ...
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... speak it from your fouls ; Wer't not all one , an empty eagle were fet To guard the chicken from a hungry kite , As place Duke Humphry for the King's protector ? Q. Mar. So the poor chicken fhould be fure of death . Suf . Madam , ' tis ...
... speak it from your fouls ; Wer't not all one , an empty eagle were fet To guard the chicken from a hungry kite , As place Duke Humphry for the King's protector ? Q. Mar. So the poor chicken fhould be fure of death . Suf . Madam , ' tis ...
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... speak a word . [ King favoons , Q. Mar. How fares my Lord ? help , Lords , the King is dead . Som . Rear up his body , wring him by the nose . Q. Mar. Run , go , help , help . Oh , Henry , ope thine eyes . Suf . He doth revive again , K ...
... speak a word . [ King favoons , Q. Mar. How fares my Lord ? help , Lords , the King is dead . Som . Rear up his body , wring him by the nose . Q. Mar. Run , go , help , help . Oh , Henry , ope thine eyes . Suf . He doth revive again , K ...
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Seite 454 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Seite 450 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Seite 451 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Seite 453 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Seite 228 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, . I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Seite 154 - To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Seite 172 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Seite 415 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Seite 256 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Seite 79 - 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.