The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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... Name not Religion , for thou lov'ft the Flesh , And ne'er throughout the Year to Church thou go'st , Except it be to pray againft thy Foes . Bed . Ceafe , ceafe thefe Jars , and reft your Minds in peace Let's to the Altar : Heralds wait ...
... Name not Religion , for thou lov'ft the Flesh , And ne'er throughout the Year to Church thou go'st , Except it be to pray againft thy Foes . Bed . Ceafe , ceafe thefe Jars , and reft your Minds in peace Let's to the Altar : Heralds wait ...
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... Name , I fear no Woman . Pucel . And while I live , I'll ne'er fly no Man . Here they Fight , and Joan de Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy Hands , thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the Sword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's ...
... Name , I fear no Woman . Pucel . And while I live , I'll ne'er fly no Man . Here they Fight , and Joan de Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy Hands , thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the Sword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's ...
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... Name , to repair to your feveral dwelling Places , and not to wear , handle , or use any Sword , Weapon or Dag- ger henceforward upon pain of Death Ꮧ Glo . Cardinal , I'll be no Breaker of the Law : But we fhall meet , and break our ...
... Name , to repair to your feveral dwelling Places , and not to wear , handle , or use any Sword , Weapon or Dag- ger henceforward upon pain of Death Ꮧ Glo . Cardinal , I'll be no Breaker of the Law : But we fhall meet , and break our ...
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... Name ' mongst them was spread , That they fuppos'd I could rend Bars of Steel , And fpurn in pieces Posts of Adamant . Wherefore a guard of chefen Shot I had ; They walk'd about me every Minute while ; And if I did but ftir out of my ...
... Name ' mongst them was spread , That they fuppos'd I could rend Bars of Steel , And fpurn in pieces Posts of Adamant . Wherefore a guard of chefen Shot I had ; They walk'd about me every Minute while ; And if I did but ftir out of my ...
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... Name . [ Here an Alarm , and it Thunders and Lightensi- What ftir is this ? What Tumult's in the Heavens ? Whence cometh this Alarum , and the Noife ? Enter a Meffenger , Meff . My Lord , my Lord , the French have gather'd head . The ...
... Name . [ Here an Alarm , and it Thunders and Lightensi- What ftir is this ? What Tumult's in the Heavens ? Whence cometh this Alarum , and the Noife ? Enter a Meffenger , Meff . My Lord , my Lord , the French have gather'd head . The ...
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Alarum anſwer Arms art thou Baft Becauſe Blood Brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Crown curfe Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Humphry Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Henry Exeunt Exit faid falfe Father fear felves fhall fhould fight firft flain Foes fome fpeak France Friends ftand ftay ftill fuch fweet Glofter Grace Hand hath Heart Heav'n Henry's himſelf Honour Houſe Iden Jack Cade John of Gaunt loft Lord Lord Protector Love Madam Mafter Majefty Margaret muft muſt ne'er Noble Peace Plantagenet pleaſe Pleaſure Poft prefently Prifoner Prince Protector Pucel Queen reft Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Rofe Salisbury ſhall Soldiers Somerfet Soul Sovereign ſpeak ſtand Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art thou shalt thouſand Traitor Treafon unto Warwick whofe wilt
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Seite 375 - So many hours must I tend my flock; 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 yean; So many years...
Seite 375 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Seite 376 - ... 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 375 - 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...