The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volume 4H. Lintott, 1740 |
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... blood is hot , that must be cool'd for this . Yet can I not of fuch tame patience boast , As to be hufht , and nought at all to say . First , the fair Rev'rence of your Highnefs curbs me , From giving reins and fpurs to my free fpeech ...
... blood is hot , that must be cool'd for this . Yet can I not of fuch tame patience boast , As to be hufht , and nought at all to say . First , the fair Rev'rence of your Highnefs curbs me , From giving reins and fpurs to my free fpeech ...
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... blood ; Which blood , like facrificing Abel's , cries Even from the tonguciels caverns of the earth , To me , for juftice , and rough chastisement . And by the glorious Worth of my Defcent , This arm fhall do it , or this life be spent ...
... blood ; Which blood , like facrificing Abel's , cries Even from the tonguciels caverns of the earth , To me , for juftice , and rough chastisement . And by the glorious Worth of my Defcent , This arm fhall do it , or this life be spent ...
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... blood , How God and good men hate fo foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears . Were he our brother , nay , our Kingdom's heir , As he is but our father's brother's fon ; Now by my Scepter's awe , I make a vow ...
... blood , How God and good men hate fo foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears . Were he our brother , nay , our Kingdom's heir , As he is but our father's brother's fon ; Now by my Scepter's awe , I make a vow ...
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... blood : This we prescribe , though no physician ; Deep malice makes too deep incifion : Forget , forgive , conclude and be agreed ; Our Doctors fay , this is no time to bleed . Good Uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the ...
... blood : This we prescribe , though no physician ; Deep malice makes too deep incifion : Forget , forgive , conclude and be agreed ; Our Doctors fay , this is no time to bleed . Good Uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the ...
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... blood Doth more follicit me , than your To ftir against the butchers of his life . But fince correction lyeth in ... blood no living fire ? Edward's fev'n fons , whereof thy felf art one , Were as fev'n vials of his facred blood ; Or Or ...
... blood Doth more follicit me , than your To ftir against the butchers of his life . But fince correction lyeth in ... blood no living fire ? Edward's fev'n fons , whereof thy felf art one , Were as fev'n vials of his facred blood ; Or Or ...
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Page 104 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowne'd honour by the locks...
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Page 165 - 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
Page 99 - 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...
Page 52 - I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an alms-man's gown, My...
Page 223 - 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.