King Richard II. King Henry IV. King Henry VI, part 1J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman and T. Shewell, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod., 1747 |
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8 To wake our Peace , which thus rouz'd up Might fright fair Peace , ] Thus the
sentence stands in the common reading , absurdly enough : which made the
Oxford Editor , instead of , fright fair Peace , read , be affrighted ; as if these latter
words ...
8 To wake our Peace , which thus rouz'd up Might fright fair Peace , ] Thus the
sentence stands in the common reading , absurdly enough : which made the
Oxford Editor , instead of , fright fair Peace , read , be affrighted ; as if these latter
words ...
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You cousin Hereford , on pain of death , Till twice five Summers have enrich'd our
fields , Shall not regreet our fair Dominions , But tread the stranger paths of
Banishment . Boling . Your will be done : this must my comfort be , That Sun , that
...
You cousin Hereford , on pain of death , Till twice five Summers have enrich'd our
fields , Shall not regreet our fair Dominions , But tread the stranger paths of
Banishment . Boling . Your will be done : this must my comfort be , That Sun , that
...
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You have , in manner , with your sinful hours Made a divorce betwixt his Queen
and him Broke the Possession of a royal Bed , And stain'd the Beauty of a fair
Queen's cheeks With tears drawn from her eyes , with your foul wrongs . My felf ,
a ...
You have , in manner , with your sinful hours Made a divorce betwixt his Queen
and him Broke the Possession of a royal Bed , And stain'd the Beauty of a fair
Queen's cheeks With tears drawn from her eyes , with your foul wrongs . My felf ,
a ...
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Shall I so much dishonour ? my fair stars , On equal terms to give him
chastisement ? Either I must , or have mine honour soil'd With the attainder of his
Nand'rous lips . -his timeless end . ] timeless for untimely , my fair staRS , ] I rather
think it ...
Shall I so much dishonour ? my fair stars , On equal terms to give him
chastisement ? Either I must , or have mine honour soil'd With the attainder of his
Nand'rous lips . -his timeless end . ] timeless for untimely , my fair staRS , ] I rather
think it ...
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But let my favour hide thy mangled face , And , ev'n in thy behalf , I'll thank my self
For doing these fair Rites of tenderness . Adieu , and take thy praise with thee to
heav'n ; Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the Grave , But not remember'd in thy ...
But let my favour hide thy mangled face , And , ev'n in thy behalf , I'll thank my self
For doing these fair Rites of tenderness . Adieu , and take thy praise with thee to
heav'n ; Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the Grave , But not remember'd in thy ...
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Page 310 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Page 117 - 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...
Page 251 - 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...
Page 191 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis 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.
Page 191 - 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 252 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the shipboy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Page 254 - 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.
Page 109 - 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 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...
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