The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Հատոր 4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk , you your fon . Gaunt . To be a make - peace fhall become my age ; Throw down , my fon , the Duke of Norfolk's gage . K. Rich . And , Norfolk , throw down his . Gaunt ...
... uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk , you your fon . Gaunt . To be a make - peace fhall become my age ; Throw down , my fon , the Duke of Norfolk's gage . K. Rich . And , Norfolk , throw down his . Gaunt ...
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... Uncle , even in the glaffes of thine eyes I fee thy grieved heart ; thy fad aspect Hath from the number of his banish'd years Pluck'd four away ; fix frozen winters fpent , Return with welcome home from banishment . Boling . How long a ...
... Uncle , even in the glaffes of thine eyes I fee thy grieved heart ; thy fad aspect Hath from the number of his banish'd years Pluck'd four away ; fix frozen winters fpent , Return with welcome home from banishment . Boling . How long a ...
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... uncle , bid him him fo : Six years we banish him , and he shall go . [ Flourish . Exit . Aum . Coufin , farewel ; what presence must not know , From where you do remain , let paper fhow . Mar. My Lord , no leave take 1 ; for I will ride ...
... uncle , bid him him fo : Six years we banish him , and he shall go . [ Flourish . Exit . Aum . Coufin , farewel ; what presence must not know , From where you do remain , let paper fhow . Mar. My Lord , no leave take 1 ; for I will ride ...
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... uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . Whatcomfort , man ? How is't with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . Oh , how that name befits my compofition ! Old Gaunt , indeed , and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious faft ; And who abitains ...
... uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . Whatcomfort , man ? How is't with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . Oh , how that name befits my compofition ! Old Gaunt , indeed , and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious faft ; And who abitains ...
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... uncle Gaunt did stand poffeft . York . How long fhall I be patient ? Oh , how long Shall tender duty make me fuffer wrong ? Not Glo'fter's death , not Hereford's banishment , Not Gaunt's rebukes , nor England's private wrongs , Nor the ...
... uncle Gaunt did stand poffeft . York . How long fhall I be patient ? Oh , how long Shall tender duty make me fuffer wrong ? Not Glo'fter's death , not Hereford's banishment , Not Gaunt's rebukes , nor England's private wrongs , Nor the ...
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Էջ 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
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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...
Էջ 255 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...