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Page 551
The plot is laid : if all things fall out right , 301 fhall as famous be by this exploit , [ Exit . As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus ' death . Great is the rumour of this dreadful knight , And his atchievements of no less account : Fain ...
The plot is laid : if all things fall out right , 301 fhall as famous be by this exploit , [ Exit . As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus ' death . Great is the rumour of this dreadful knight , And his atchievements of no less account : Fain ...
Page 556
And fo thrive Richard , as thy foes may fall ! And as my duty fprings , fo perish they That grudge one thought against your majesty ! All . Welcome , high prince , the mighty duke of York ! Sum . Perish , bafe prince , ignoble duke of ...
And fo thrive Richard , as thy foes may fall ! And as my duty fprings , fo perish they That grudge one thought against your majesty ! All . Welcome , high prince , the mighty duke of York ! Sum . Perish , bafe prince , ignoble duke of ...
Page 561
If we be English deer , be then in blood : 50 Not rafcal + like , to fall down with a pinch ; But rather moody mad , and desperate ftags , Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel , And make the cowards ftand aloof at bay : Sell ...
If we be English deer , be then in blood : 50 Not rafcal + like , to fall down with a pinch ; But rather moody mad , and desperate ftags , Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel , And make the cowards ftand aloof at bay : Sell ...
Page 564
So we be rid of them , do with him what thou 2 i . e . watching me with tenderness in my fall . raging mad . 5 Giglot is a wanten , or a firumpet . And FIRST PART OF KING HENRY VI . Aft 5. Scene 564 [ A & 5.
So we be rid of them , do with him what thou 2 i . e . watching me with tenderness in my fall . raging mad . 5 Giglot is a wanten , or a firumpet . And FIRST PART OF KING HENRY VI . Aft 5. Scene 564 [ A & 5.
Page 566
Now the time is come , That France muft vail her lofty - plumed creft , And let her head fall into England's lap . My ancient incantations are too weak , And hell too ftrong for me to buckle with : - Now , France , thy glory droopeth to ...
Now the time is come , That France muft vail her lofty - plumed creft , And let her head fall into England's lap . My ancient incantations are too weak , And hell too ftrong for me to buckle with : - Now , France , thy glory droopeth to ...
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Page 751 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 739 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 752 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 690 - 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.
Page 690 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Page 1002 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Page 751 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Page 742 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Page 941 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Page 790 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.