The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 4G. Bell, 1875 |
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... meet in the intestine shock And furious close of civil butchery , Shall now , in mutual , well beseeming ranks , March all one way ; and be no more oppos'd Against acquaintance , kindred , and allies : The edge of war , like an ill ...
... meet in the intestine shock And furious close of civil butchery , Shall now , in mutual , well beseeming ranks , March all one way ; and be no more oppos'd Against acquaintance , kindred , and allies : The edge of war , like an ill ...
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... meet at supper : how thirty , at least , he fought with ; what wards , what blows , what extre- mities he endured ; and , in the reproof22 of this , lies the jest . P. Hen . Well , I'll go with thee : provide us all things necessary ...
... meet at supper : how thirty , at least , he fought with ; what wards , what blows , what extre- mities he endured ; and , in the reproof22 of this , lies the jest . P. Hen . Well , I'll go with thee : provide us all things necessary ...
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... was used suits well the context . Spenser has it more than once : - " A false infamous faitor late befell Me for to meet . " See Minsheu's Dictionary in v . F. Q. II . i . 30 . But by the chance of war ; - -To prove 24 ACT I. FIRST PART OF.
... was used suits well the context . Spenser has it more than once : - " A false infamous faitor late befell Me for to meet . " See Minsheu's Dictionary in v . F. Q. II . i . 30 . But by the chance of war ; - -To prove 24 ACT I. FIRST PART OF.
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... meet , To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms . Which now we hold at much uncertainty . North . Farewell , good brother : -we shall thrive , I trust . Hot . Uncle , adieu : -O , let the hours be short , Till fields , and blows ...
... meet , To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms . Which now we hold at much uncertainty . North . Farewell , good brother : -we shall thrive , I trust . Hot . Uncle , adieu : -O , let the hours be short , Till fields , and blows ...
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... meet not with Saint Nicholas clerks 14 , I'll give thee this neck . Cham . No , I'll none of it : I pr'ythee , keep that for the hangman ; for , I know , thou worship'st Saint Nicholas as truly as a man of falsehood may . Gads . What ...
... meet not with Saint Nicholas clerks 14 , I'll give thee this neck . Cham . No , I'll none of it : I pr'ythee , keep that for the hangman ; for , I know , thou worship'st Saint Nicholas as truly as a man of falsehood may . Gads . What ...
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Page 372 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Page 327 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and upon this charge Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Page 199 - 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 23 - Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villainous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
Page 202 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd; The which observ'd . 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. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 199 - 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.
Page 281 - On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth So great an object : Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O, the very casques, That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon ! since a crooked figure may Attest, in little place, a million ; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, On your imaginary forces...
Page 168 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife.
Page 198 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, 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 281 - FOR a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene...