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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Side 983
... Night or Day , When I was got , Sir Robert was away . Eli . The very Spirit of Plantagenet : I am thy Grandam , Richard , call me fo . Baft . Madam , by chance , but not by truth , what tho ' ; Something about , a little from the right ...
... Night or Day , When I was got , Sir Robert was away . Eli . The very Spirit of Plantagenet : I am thy Grandam , Richard , call me fo . Baft . Madam , by chance , but not by truth , what tho ' ; Something about , a little from the right ...
Side 984
... Night , And have is have , however Men do catch ; Near or far off , well won is ftill well shot , And I am I , howe'er I was begot . K. John . Go , Faulconbridge , now haft thou thy defire , A Landlefs Knight , makes thee a Landed ...
... Night , And have is have , however Men do catch ; Near or far off , well won is ftill well shot , And I am I , howe'er I was begot . K. John . Go , Faulconbridge , now haft thou thy defire , A Landlefs Knight , makes thee a Landed ...
Side 1012
... Night ; If this fame were a Church - yard where we ftand , And thou poffeffed with a thousand Wrongs ; Or if that furly Spirit , Melancholy , Had bak'd thy Blood , and made it heavy , thick , Which elfe runs trickling up and down the ...
... Night ; If this fame were a Church - yard where we ftand , And thou poffeffed with a thousand Wrongs ; Or if that furly Spirit , Melancholy , Had bak'd thy Blood , and made it heavy , thick , Which elfe runs trickling up and down the ...
Side 1014
... Night , Thou Hate and Terror to Profperity , And I will kifs thy deteftable Bones ; And put my Eye - Balls in thy vaulty Brows , And ring thefe Fingers with thy houthold Worms , And ftop this Gap of Breath with fulfom Duft , And be a ...
... Night , Thou Hate and Terror to Profperity , And I will kifs thy deteftable Bones ; And put my Eye - Balls in thy vaulty Brows , And ring thefe Fingers with thy houthold Worms , And ftop this Gap of Breath with fulfom Duft , And be a ...
Side 1018
... Night , Only for Wantonnefs ; by my Christendom , So I were out of Prison , and kept Sheep , I should be as merry as the Day is long : And fo I would be here , but that I doubt My Uncle practifes more Harm to me . He is afraid of me ...
... Night , Only for Wantonnefs ; by my Christendom , So I were out of Prison , and kept Sheep , I should be as merry as the Day is long : And fo I would be here , but that I doubt My Uncle practifes more Harm to me . He is afraid of me ...
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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...
Side 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...