The Plays of William Shakspeare. In Fifteen Volumes: King John. Richard II. Henry IV, pt. I |
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Some fins ' do bear their privilege on earth , And so doth yours ; your fault was not
your folly : Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose ,Subjécted tribute to
commanding love , Against whose fury and unmatched force The awless lion
could ...
Some fins ' do bear their privilege on earth , And so doth yours ; your fault was not
your folly : Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose ,Subjécted tribute to
commanding love , Against whose fury and unmatched force The awless lion
could ...
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Thou monstrous Nanderer of heaven and earth ! Const . Thou monstrous injurer
of heaven and earth ! Call not me Nanderer ; thou , and thine , usurp The
dominations , royalties , and rights , Of this oppressed boy : This is thy eldest
son's son ...
Thou monstrous Nanderer of heaven and earth ! Const . Thou monstrous injurer
of heaven and earth ! Call not me Nanderer ; thou , and thine , usurp The
dominations , royalties , and rights , Of this oppressed boy : This is thy eldest
son's son ...
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Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and earth ! This is thy eldest son's son , “ Thy
fins are visited in this poor child ; “ The canon of the law is laid on him , " Being
but the second generation " Removed from thy sin - conceiving womb . " Young ...
Thou monstrous injurer of heaven and earth ! This is thy eldest son's son , “ Thy
fins are visited in this poor child ; “ The canon of the law is laid on him , " Being
but the second generation " Removed from thy sin - conceiving womb . " Young ...
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... this day hath made Much work for tears in many an English mother , Whose
sons lye scatter'd on the bleeding ground : Many a widow's husband groveling
lies , Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth ; And victory , with little loss , doth
play ...
... this day hath made Much work for tears in many an English mother , Whose
sons lye scatter'd on the bleeding ground : Many a widow's husband groveling
lies , Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth ; And victory , with little loss , doth
play ...
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England , thou hast not sav'd one drop of blood , In this hot trial , more than we of
France ; Rather , loft more : And by this hand I swear , That sways the earth this
climate overlooks , Before we will lay down our just - borne arms , We'll put thee ...
England , thou hast not sav'd one drop of blood , In this hot trial , more than we of
France ; Rather , loft more : And by this hand I swear , That sways the earth this
climate overlooks , Before we will lay down our just - borne arms , We'll put thee ...
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Page 126 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 112 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 76 - As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
Page 120 - I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Page 361 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Page 392 - Took it in snuff; and still he smil'd and talk'd ; And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Page 391 - 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...
Page 490 - GLENDOWER I can call spirits from the vasty deep. HOTSPUR Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them?
Page 589 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit : To die is to be a counterfeit ; for he. is but the counterfeit of a man, who hath not the life of a man...
Page 570 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.