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To God of heaven , king Richard , and to me ; And what hear there for welcome ,
but my groans ? And , as I truly fight , defend me heaven ! Therefore commend
me ; let him not come there , Mar. On pain of death no person be so bold , To
seek ...
To God of heaven , king Richard , and to me ; And what hear there for welcome ,
but my groans ? And , as I truly fight , defend me heaven ! Therefore commend
me ; let him not come there , Mar. On pain of death no person be so bold , To
seek ...
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The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes , Where is he living , -clipp'd in with
the sea Of burning cressets ; and at my birth , That chides the banks of England ,
Scotland , The frame and huge foundation of the earth Wales , - Shak'd like a ...
The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes , Where is he living , -clipp'd in with
the sea Of burning cressets ; and at my birth , That chides the banks of England ,
Scotland , The frame and huge foundation of the earth Wales , - Shak'd like a ...
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And the premised flames of the last day Peace with his soul , Heaven , if it be thy
will ! ... O war ! thou son of hell , The silver livery of advised age , Whom angry
heavens do make their minister , And , in thy reverence , and thy chair - days ,
thus ...
And the premised flames of the last day Peace with his soul , Heaven , if it be thy
will ! ... O war ! thou son of hell , The silver livery of advised age , Whom angry
heavens do make their minister , And , in thy reverence , and thy chair - days ,
thus ...
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Lord Mayor , Garter , CRANMER , Duke of NorMy noble partners , and myself ,
thus pray :FOLK , with his Marshal's staff , Duke of SUFFOLK , All comfort , joy , in
this most gracious lady , two Noblemen bearing great standing bowls for Heaven
...
Lord Mayor , Garter , CRANMER , Duke of NorMy noble partners , and myself ,
thus pray :FOLK , with his Marshal's staff , Duke of SUFFOLK , All comfort , joy , in
this most gracious lady , two Noblemen bearing great standing bowls for Heaven
...
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To you , my good lord mayor , Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine ,
And you , good brethren , I am much beholding : His honour and the greatness of
his name I have received much honour by your presence , Shall be , and make ...
To you , my good lord mayor , Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine ,
And you , good brethren , I am much beholding : His honour and the greatness of
his name I have received much honour by your presence , Shall be , and make ...
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Page 12 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Page 44 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 97 - My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Page 25 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy'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 deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Page 11 - 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 ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate...
Page 17 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
Page 97 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor Muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Page 98 - AN EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET, W. SHAKESPEARE. WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument. For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the...
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| Title | Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, Volume 1 Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, Gulian Crommelin Verplanck |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Gulian Crommelin Verplanck |
| Illustrated by | H. W. Hewet |
| Publisher | Harper & Brothers, 1847 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 3 Jan 2007 |
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