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The editors of the folio , from the appre . hension of the penalty of the Statute , 3
Jac . I , c . 21 , printed “ Why then by heaven , ” — and the whole they absurdly
exhibited thus : “ Rich . Why then , by heaven . Qu . Heaven's wrong is most of all
.
The editors of the folio , from the appre . hension of the penalty of the Statute , 3
Jac . I , c . 21 , printed “ Why then by heaven , ” — and the whole they absurdly
exhibited thus : “ Rich . Why then , by heaven . Qu . Heaven's wrong is most of all
.
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9 A gift that heaven gives for him , which buys A place next to the king : ] It is
evident a word or two in the sentence is misplaced , and that we should read : A
gift that heaven gives ; which buys for him A place next to the king . Warburton .
9 A gift that heaven gives for him , which buys A place next to the king : ] It is
evident a word or two in the sentence is misplaced , and that we should read : A
gift that heaven gives ; which buys for him A place next to the king . Warburton .
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With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators William
Shakespeare Isaac Reed. And by that name must die ; Yet , heaven bear witness
, And , if I have a conscience , let it sink me , Even as the axe falls , if I be not
faithful !
With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators William
Shakespeare Isaac Reed. And by that name must die ; Yet , heaven bear witness
, And , if I have a conscience , let it sink me , Even as the axe falls , if I be not
faithful !
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[ kneeling ] And to your royal grace , and the good queen , My noble partners ,
and myself , thus pray ; All comfort , joy , in this most gracious lady , Heaven ever
laid up to make parents happy , May hourly fall upon ye ! K. Hen . Thank you ,
good ...
[ kneeling ] And to your royal grace , and the good queen , My noble partners ,
and myself , thus pray ; All comfort , joy , in this most gracious lady , Heaven ever
laid up to make parents happy , May hourly fall upon ye ! K. Hen . Thank you ,
good ...
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The bird of wonder dies , the maiden phonix , Her ashes new create another heir
, As great in admiration as herself ; So shall she leave her blessedness to one , (
When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darke ness ) Who , from the sacred
...
The bird of wonder dies , the maiden phonix , Her ashes new create another heir
, As great in admiration as herself ; So shall she leave her blessedness to one , (
When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darke ness ) Who , from the sacred
...
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Seite 291 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin.
Seite 12 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Seite 310 - Ipswich and Oxford ! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it ; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little : And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died fearing God.
Seite 207 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Seite 11 - But I— that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass— I— that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph...
Seite 47 - Upon the hatches : thence we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster, That had befall'n us.
Seite 49 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Seite 175 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Seite 296 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Seite 295 - O my lord! Must I then, leave you? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master? Bear witness all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service; but my prayers For ever and for ever, shall be yours.