King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV, part 1T. Longman ... [and 31 others], 1793 |
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... Some proper man , I hope ; Who was it , mother ? LADY F. Haft thou denied thyself a Faulcon- bridge ? BAST . AS faithfully as I deny the devil . Knight , knight , good mother , -Bafilifco - like : ] Thus must this paffage be pointed ...
... Some proper man , I hope ; Who was it , mother ? LADY F. Haft thou denied thyself a Faulcon- bridge ? BAST . AS faithfully as I deny the devil . Knight , knight , good mother , -Bafilifco - like : ] Thus must this paffage be pointed ...
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... Some fins do bear their privilege on earth , And fo doth yours ; your fault was not your folly : Needs muft you lay your heart at his difpofe , - Subjected tribute to commanding love , - Against whofe fury and unmatched force The awless ...
... Some fins do bear their privilege on earth , And fo doth yours ; your fault was not your folly : Needs muft you lay your heart at his difpofe , - Subjected tribute to commanding love , - Against whofe fury and unmatched force The awless ...
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... Some of our author's editors have left Auftria in poffeffion of the line , and corrected the error by reading here , “ King Philip , determine , " & c . and giving the next fpeech to him , instead of Lewis . 66 I once thought that the ...
... Some of our author's editors have left Auftria in poffeffion of the line , and corrected the error by reading here , “ King Philip , determine , " & c . and giving the next fpeech to him , instead of Lewis . 66 I once thought that the ...
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... , and HER injury , or , the evil the inflicts , he suffers from her , as the beadle to her fin , os executioner of the punishment annexed to it . HENLEY . To these ill - tuned repetitions .'- Some trumpet fummon 42 KING JOH N.
... , and HER injury , or , the evil the inflicts , he suffers from her , as the beadle to her fin , os executioner of the punishment annexed to it . HENLEY . To these ill - tuned repetitions .'- Some trumpet fummon 42 KING JOH N.
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William Shakespeare. To these ill - tuned repetitions .'- Some trumpet fummon hither to the walls These men of Angiers ; let us hear them speak , Whose title they admit , Arthur's or John's . Trumpets found . Enter Citizens upon the ...
William Shakespeare. To these ill - tuned repetitions .'- Some trumpet fummon hither to the walls These men of Angiers ; let us hear them speak , Whose title they admit , Arthur's or John's . Trumpets found . Enter Citizens upon the ...
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againſt alfo ancient anſwer Aumerle BAST becauſe blood BOLING Bolingbroke called coufin Cymbeline death doft doth duke Earl England Engliſh Exeunt expreffion eyes fack faid Falſtaff fame Faulconbridge fays fcene fear fecond feems fenfe feven fhall fhould fignifies firft firſt folio fome forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fweet fword Gaunt grief Harry Percy hath heaven Henry VI Hiftory himſelf honour itſelf JOHNSON King Henry King John King Richard lady laft lord majefty MALONE means meaſure Mortimer moſt muft muſt myſelf night Northumberland obferves old copies Oldcastle paffage Percy perfon POINS Pope prefent prifoners prince purpoſe quarto Queen Rape of Lucrece reafon Richard III ſay Shakspeare ſhall Sir John Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak ſtate STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe word
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Page 512 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 112 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 126 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 126 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 570 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it 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 547 - His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Page 76 - As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
Page 280 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Page 358 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand; when thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Page 391 - 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, trimly...