The Works of William Shakespeare, Band 4E. Moxon, 1857 |
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... never seen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In private will I talk with thee apart.- Stand back , you lords , and give us leave awhile . Reig . She takes upon her bravely at first dash . Puc . Dauphin , I am by ...
... never seen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In private will I talk with thee apart.- Stand back , you lords , and give us leave awhile . Reig . She takes upon her bravely at first dash . Puc . Dauphin , I am by ...
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... never yet could frame my will to it ; And therefore frame the law unto my will . Som . Judge you , my Lord of Warwick , then , between us . War . Between two hawks , which flies the higher pitch ; Between two dogs , which hath the ...
... never yet could frame my will to it ; And therefore frame the law unto my will . Som . Judge you , my Lord of Warwick , then , between us . War . Between two hawks , which flies the higher pitch ; Between two dogs , which hath the ...
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... never yield . Glo . Compassion on the king commands me stoop ; Or I would see his heart out , ere the priest Should ever get that privilege of me . War . Behold , my Lord of Winchester , the duke Hath banish'd moody discontented fury ...
... never yield . Glo . Compassion on the king commands me stoop ; Or I would see his heart out , ere the priest Should ever get that privilege of me . War . Behold , my Lord of Winchester , the duke Hath banish'd moody discontented fury ...
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... never couchèd lance , A gentler heart did never sway in court ; But kings and mightiest potentates must die , For that's the end of human misery . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . The plains near Rouen . Enter CHARLES , the Bastard of Orleans ...
... never couchèd lance , A gentler heart did never sway in court ; But kings and mightiest potentates must die , For that's the end of human misery . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . The plains near Rouen . Enter CHARLES , the Bastard of Orleans ...
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... never handled sword . Long since we were resolvèd of your truth , Your faithful service , and your toil in war ; Yet never have you tasted our reward , Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks , Because till now we never saw your face ...
... never handled sword . Long since we were resolvèd of your truth , Your faithful service , and your toil in war ; Yet never have you tasted our reward , Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks , Because till now we never saw your face ...
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Seite 552 - ... shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then...
Seite 491 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Seite 238 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Seite 591 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
Seite 328 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and, in those holes Where eyes .did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Seite 491 - Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour — Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Seite 305 - 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— 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 162 - Dick. The first thing we do, let's kill all the ' lawyers. Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings : but I say, 'tis the bees' wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
Seite 589 - A strange fellow here Writes me : 'That man, how dearly ever parted, How much in having, or without or in, Cannot make boast to have that which he hath, Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflection ; As when his virtues shining upon others Heat them, and they retort that heat again To -the first giver.' AMI. This is not strange, Ulysses. The beauty that is borne here in the face The bearer knows not, but commends itself To others...
Seite 519 - When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darkness — Who from the sacred ashes of her honour Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she was, And so stand fix'd. Peace, plenty, love, truth, terror, That were the servants to this chosen infant, Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him : Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine, His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations : he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains...