The complete works of Shakspere, with a memoir, and essay, by Barry Cornwall. Historical and critical studies of Shakspere's text [&c.] by R.G. White, R.H. Horne, and other writers, Band 3 |
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... stands young Plantagenet ; Son to the elder brother of this man , And king o'er him and all that he enjoys . For this ... Stand in his face , to contradict his claim . 1st Cit . Till you compound whose right is worthiest , We , for the ...
... stands young Plantagenet ; Son to the elder brother of this man , And king o'er him and all that he enjoys . For this ... Stand in his face , to contradict his claim . 1st Cit . Till you compound whose right is worthiest , We , for the ...
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... stand . - God and our right ! [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Alarums and Excursions ; then a Retreat . Enter a French Herald , with trumpets , to the gates . F. Her . You men of Angiers , open wide your gates , And let young Arthur ...
... stand . - God and our right ! [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Alarums and Excursions ; then a Retreat . Enter a French Herald , with trumpets , to the gates . F. Her . You men of Angiers , open wide your gates , And let young Arthur ...
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... stand cursed and excommunicate : And blessed shall he be that doth revoit From his allegiance to an heretic ; And meritorious shall that hand be called , Canoniséd and worshipped as a saint , That takes away by any secret course Thy ...
... stand cursed and excommunicate : And blessed shall he be that doth revoit From his allegiance to an heretic ; And meritorious shall that hand be called , Canoniséd and worshipped as a saint , That takes away by any secret course Thy ...
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... stand cursed and excommunicate : And blesséd shall he be that doth revoit From his allegiance to an heretic ; And meritorious shall that hand be called , Canonised and worshipped as a saint , That takes away by any secret course Thy ...
... stand cursed and excommunicate : And blesséd shall he be that doth revoit From his allegiance to an heretic ; And meritorious shall that hand be called , Canonised and worshipped as a saint , That takes away by any secret course Thy ...
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... stands upon a slippery place , Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up . That John may stand , then , Arthur needs must fall : So be it , for it cannot be but so . Lew . But what shall I gain by young Arti ue's fall ? Pand . You , in ...
... stands upon a slippery place , Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up . That John may stand , then , Arthur needs must fall : So be it , for it cannot be but so . Lew . But what shall I gain by young Arti ue's fall ? Pand . You , in ...
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arms Attendants bear better blood breath bring brother cause comes crown dead death dost doth Duke Earl Edward England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fall father fear fight follow France French friends gentle give Gloster grace grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry hold honour hope hour I'll John keep kill King lady land leave live look lord majesty master means mind never night noble once peace play poor pray present prince Queen rest Rich Richard Scene shame shew soldiers sorrow soul speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought thousand tongue true turn unto Warwick York young
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Seite 48 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Feared by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Seite 310 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Seite 56 - 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, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be...
Seite 549 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
Seite 48 - Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leased out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm : England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Seite 83 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Seite 414 - Go, get thee from me, Cromwell ; I am a poor fallen man, unworthy now To be thy lord and master : Seek the king ; That sun, I pray, may never set ! I have told him What, and how true thou art : he will advance thee : Some little memory of me will stir him (I know his noble nature), not to let Thy hopeful service perish too : Good Cromwell, Neglect him not ; make use! now, and provide For thine own future safety.
Seite 540 - gainst his glory fight, And time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Seite 310 - God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; 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: 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...
Seite 537 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!