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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... ne'er loft a King of so much Worth . Glo . England ne'er had a King until his time : Virtue he had , deferving to Command . His brandish'd Sword did blind Men with his Beams , The First PART of ...
... ne'er loft a King of so much Worth . Glo . England ne'er had a King until his time : Virtue he had , deferving to Command . His brandish'd Sword did blind Men with his Beams , The First PART of ...
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... er we like , thou art Protector , And lookeft to command the Prince and Realm ; Thy Wife is proud , the holdeth thee in awe , More than God or Religious Church - men may . Glo . Name not Religion , for thou lov'ft the Flesh , And ne'er ...
... er we like , thou art Protector , And lookeft to command the Prince and Realm ; Thy Wife is proud , the holdeth thee in awe , More than God or Religious Church - men may . Glo . Name not Religion , for thou lov'ft the Flesh , And ne'er ...
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... ne'er have fled , But that they left me ' midft my Enemies . Reig . Salisbury is a defperate Homicide , He fighteth as one weary of his Life : Two other Lords , like Lions wanting Food , Do rush upon us as their hungry Prey . Alen ...
... ne'er have fled , But that they left me ' midft my Enemies . Reig . Salisbury is a defperate Homicide , He fighteth as one weary of his Life : Two other Lords , like Lions wanting Food , Do rush upon us as their hungry Prey . Alen ...
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... 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 Mother helps me , elfel were too weak . Dau . Who e'er ...
... 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 Mother helps me , elfel were too weak . Dau . Who e'er ...
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... ne'er could brook ? Thou art no Friend to God or to the King : Open the Gate , or I'll fhut thee out fhortly . Serv . Open the Gates to the Lord Protector , Or we'll burst them open , if that you come not quickly . Enter to the ...
... ne'er could brook ? Thou art no Friend to God or to the King : Open the Gate , or I'll fhut thee out fhortly . Serv . Open the Gates to the Lord Protector , Or we'll burst them open , if that you come not quickly . Enter to 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...