King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV, part 1T. Longman ... [and 31 others], 1793 |
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... honour - giving hand Of Coeur - de - lion knighted in the field , K. JOHN . What art thou ? ROB . The fon and heir to that fame Fauleon- bridge . K. JOHN . Is that the elder , and art thou the heir ? You came not of one mother then , it ...
... honour - giving hand Of Coeur - de - lion knighted in the field , K. JOHN . What art thou ? ROB . The fon and heir to that fame Fauleon- bridge . K. JOHN . Is that the elder , and art thou the heir ? You came not of one mother then , it ...
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... honour , and my land ! K. JOHN . A good blunt fellow : -Why , being younger born , Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance ? BAST . I know not why , except to get the land . But once he flander'd me with bastardy : But whe'r ' I be as ...
... honour , and my land ! K. JOHN . A good blunt fellow : -Why , being younger born , Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance ? BAST . I know not why , except to get the land . But once he flander'd me with bastardy : But whe'r ' I be as ...
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... - penny ribband , wearing it in his ear , " & c . Again , in Every Man out of his Humour : " This ribband in my ear , or fo . " Again , in Love and Honour , by Sir W. D'Avenant , 1649 : And , to his shape , were heir to all KING JOHN . is.
... - penny ribband , wearing it in his ear , " & c . Again , in Every Man out of his Humour : " This ribband in my ear , or fo . " Again , in Love and Honour , by Sir W. D'Avenant , 1649 : And , to his shape , were heir to all KING JOHN . is.
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... honour , yours gave land : - Now bleffed be the hour , by night or day , When I was got , fir Robert was away . 3 unto the death . ] This expreffion ( a Gallicifm , -à la mort ) is common among our ancient writers . STEEVENS . but arife ...
... honour , yours gave land : - Now bleffed be the hour , by night or day , When I was got , fir Robert was away . 3 unto the death . ] This expreffion ( a Gallicifm , -à la mort ) is common among our ancient writers . STEEVENS . but arife ...
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... honour better than I was ; 4 But many a many foot of land the worse . Well , now can I make any Joan a lady : Good den , fir Richard , -God - a - mercy , fellow ; - And if his name be George , I'll call him Peter : For new - made honour ...
... honour better than I was ; 4 But many a many foot of land the worse . Well , now can I make any Joan a lady : Good den , fir Richard , -God - a - mercy , fellow ; - And if his name be George , I'll call him Peter : For new - made honour ...
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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...