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... leave those woes alone , which I alone Am bound to under - bear . Sal . Pardon me , madam , I may not go without you to the kings . Const . Thou may'st , thou shalt , I will not go with thee : I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ...
... leave those woes alone , which I alone Am bound to under - bear . Sal . Pardon me , madam , I may not go without you to the kings . Const . Thou may'st , thou shalt , I will not go with thee : I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ...
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... leave a while ? Gur . Good leave , good Philip . Bast . Philip ? -sparrow ! a - James , There's toys abroad ; anon I'll tell thee more , [ Exit GURNEY . Madam , I was not old sir Robert's son ; Sir Robert might have eat his part in me ...
... leave a while ? Gur . Good leave , good Philip . Bast . Philip ? -sparrow ! a - James , There's toys abroad ; anon I'll tell thee more , [ Exit GURNEY . Madam , I was not old sir Robert's son ; Sir Robert might have eat his part in me ...
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... leave your children , wives , and you , in peace . But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer , " T is not the rounderb of your old - fac'd walls Can hide you from our messengers of war , Though all these English , and their discipline ...
... leave your children , wives , and you , in peace . But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer , " T is not the rounderb of your old - fac'd walls Can hide you from our messengers of war , Though all these English , and their discipline ...
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... leave his native channel , and o'erswell With course disturb'd even thy confining shores , Unless thou let his silver water keep A peaceful progress to the ocean ? K. Phi . England , thou hast not saved one drop of blood , In this hot ...
... leave his native channel , and o'erswell With course disturb'd even thy confining shores , Unless thou let his silver water keep A peaceful progress to the ocean ? K. Phi . England , thou hast not saved one drop of blood , In this hot ...
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... Leave them as naked as the vulgar air . That done , dissever your united strengths , And part your mingled colours once again ; Turn face to face , and bloody point to point : Then , in a moment , fortune shall cull forth Out of one ...
... Leave them as naked as the vulgar air . That done , dissever your united strengths , And part your mingled colours once again ; Turn face to face , and bloody point to point : Then , in a moment , fortune shall cull forth Out of one ...
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Page 324 - 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, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...
Page 74 - 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.
Page 105 - 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, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...
Page 148 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 139 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some...
Page 194 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know, is damned : if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord ; Banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins : but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company ; banish...
Page 139 - And thus still doing, thus he passed along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rode he the whilst ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 365 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Page 259 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st 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.
Page 311 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.