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Amen , Amen ! - Mount , chevaliers ! to arms ! Bast . St . George , - that swing ' d
the dragon , and e ' er since , Sits on his horseback at mine hostess ' door , Teach
us some fence ! — Sirrah , were I at home , At your den , sirrah , [ TO AUSTRIA . ]
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Amen , Amen ! - Mount , chevaliers ! to arms ! Bast . St . George , - that swing ' d
the dragon , and e ' er since , Sits on his horseback at mine hostess ' door , Teach
us some fence ! — Sirrah , were I at home , At your den , sirrah , [ TO AUSTRIA . ]
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Page 143
Bast . Once more to - day well met , diftemper ' d lords ! The king , by me ,
requests your presence straight . Sal . The king hath dispofless ' d himself of us ;
We will not line his thin bestained cloak With our pure honours , nor attend the
foot That ...
Bast . Once more to - day well met , diftemper ' d lords ! The king , by me ,
requests your presence straight . Sal . The king hath dispofless ' d himself of us ;
We will not line his thin bestained cloak With our pure honours , nor attend the
foot That ...
Page 147
Bast . Your sword is bright , fir ; put it up again . Sal . Not till I sheath it in a
murderer ' s skin . HUB . Stand back , lord Salisbury , stand back , I fay ; By
heaven , I think , my sword ' s as sharp as yours : I would not have you , lord ,
forget yourself ...
Bast . Your sword is bright , fir ; put it up again . Sal . Not till I sheath it in a
murderer ' s skin . HUB . Stand back , lord Salisbury , stand back , I fay ; By
heaven , I think , my sword ' s as sharp as yours : I would not have you , lord ,
forget yourself ...
Page 153
Bast . All Kent hath yielded ; nothing there holds out , But Dover castle : London
hath receiv ' d , Like a kind host , the Dauphin and his powers : Your nobles will
not hear you , but are gone To offer service to your enemy ; And wild amazement
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Bast . All Kent hath yielded ; nothing there holds out , But Dover castle : London
hath receiv ' d , Like a kind host , the Dauphin and his powers : Your nobles will
not hear you , but are gone To offer service to your enemy ; And wild amazement
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Page 174
William Shakespeare. Have done me shame : - Brave soldier , pardon me , That
any accent , breaking from thy tongue , Should ' scape the true acquaintance of
mine ear . Bast . Come , come ; fans compliment , what news abroad ? Hub .
William Shakespeare. Have done me shame : - Brave soldier , pardon me , That
any accent , breaking from thy tongue , Should ' scape the true acquaintance of
mine ear . Bast . Come , come ; fans compliment , what news abroad ? Hub .
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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...