The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Band 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Seite 1542
... Sweet Father do fo , fet it on your Head . Mount . Good Brother , As thou lov't and honoureft Arms , Let's fight it out , and not ftand cavelling thus . fy . Rich . Sound Drums and Trumpet , and the King will Tork . Sons , Peace . K ...
... Sweet Father do fo , fet it on your Head . Mount . Good Brother , As thou lov't and honoureft Arms , Let's fight it out , and not ftand cavelling thus . fy . Rich . Sound Drums and Trumpet , and the King will Tork . Sons , Peace . K ...
Seite 1549
... Sweet Clifford , hear me speak before I die : I am too mean a fubject of thy wrath , Be thou reveng❜d on Men , and let me live . Cliff . In vain thou fpeak'ft , poor Boy : My Father's Blood hath ftopt the paffage Where thy Words should ...
... Sweet Clifford , hear me speak before I die : I am too mean a fubject of thy wrath , Be thou reveng❜d on Men , and let me live . Cliff . In vain thou fpeak'ft , poor Boy : My Father's Blood hath ftopt the paffage Where thy Words should ...
Seite 1556
... Sweet Duke of York , our prop to lean upon , Now thou art gone , we have no Staff , no Stay , Oh Clifford , boift'rous Clifford , thou haft flain The Flower of Europe for his Chivalry , And treacherously haft thou vanquish'd him , For ...
... Sweet Duke of York , our prop to lean upon , Now thou art gone , we have no Staff , no Stay , Oh Clifford , boift'rous Clifford , thou haft flain The Flower of Europe for his Chivalry , And treacherously haft thou vanquish'd him , For ...
Seite 1577
... better faid than done , my gracious Lord ; I am a Subject fit to jeft withal , But far unfit to be a Sovereign , K. Edw . Sweet Widow , by my State I fwear to thee , I I speak no more than what my Soul intends , King Henry VI . 1577.
... better faid than done , my gracious Lord ; I am a Subject fit to jeft withal , But far unfit to be a Sovereign , K. Edw . Sweet Widow , by my State I fwear to thee , I I speak no more than what my Soul intends , King Henry VI . 1577.
Seite 1602
... Sweet Oxford , and my loving Montague , And all at once , once more a happy farewel . War . Farewel , fweet Lords , let's meet at Coventry . K. Henry . Here at the Palace will I reft a while . Coufin of Exeter , what thinks your ...
... Sweet Oxford , and my loving Montague , And all at once , once more a happy farewel . War . Farewel , fweet Lords , let's meet at Coventry . K. Henry . Here at the Palace will I reft a while . Coufin of Exeter , what thinks your ...
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Seite 1628 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Seite 1775 - 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...
Seite 1822 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea, shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixure ! O ! when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
Seite 1782 - After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
Seite 1775 - 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 1781 - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Seite 1565 - So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Seite 1996 - Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Seite 1747 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Seite 1618 - And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...