The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Band 5R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... eyes be witnefs with mine ears , To give their cenfure of these rare reports . Enter a Mejenger , and TALBOT . Me . Madam , according as your ladyship desir'd , By meffage crav'd , fo is lord Talbot come . Count . And he is welcome ...
... eyes be witnefs with mine ears , To give their cenfure of these rare reports . Enter a Mejenger , and TALBOT . Me . Madam , according as your ladyship desir'd , By meffage crav'd , fo is lord Talbot come . Count . And he is welcome ...
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... , which bears the better temper , Between two horses , which doth bear him best , Between two girls , which hath the merrieft eye , D 2 I have I have , perhaps , fome fhallow fpirit of judgment Aa II . 33 KING HENRY VI .
... , which bears the better temper , Between two horses , which doth bear him best , Between two girls , which hath the merrieft eye , D 2 I have I have , perhaps , fome fhallow fpirit of judgment Aa II . 33 KING HENRY VI .
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... eye may find it out . Sam . And on my fide it is fo well apparell'd , So clear , fo fhining , and fo evident , That it fhall glimmer through a blind man's eye . Plant . Since you are tongue - ty'd , and so loth to speak , In dumb ...
... eye may find it out . Sam . And on my fide it is fo well apparell'd , So clear , fo fhining , and fo evident , That it fhall glimmer through a blind man's eye . Plant . Since you are tongue - ty'd , and so loth to speak , In dumb ...
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... eyes -- like lamps whofe wafting oil is fpent- Wax dim , as drawing to their exigent : Weak fhoulders , over - borne with burth'ning grief ; And pithlefs arms , like to a wither'd vine That droops his faplefs branches to the ground ...
... eyes -- like lamps whofe wafting oil is fpent- Wax dim , as drawing to their exigent : Weak fhoulders , over - borne with burth'ning grief ; And pithlefs arms , like to a wither'd vine That droops his faplefs branches to the ground ...
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... eyes , See , fee , the pining malady of France ; Behold the wounds , the most unnatural wounds , Which thou thyfelf haft given her woful breast ! Oh , turn thy edged fword another way ; Strike thofe that hurt , and hurt not thofe that ...
... eyes , See , fee , the pining malady of France ; Behold the wounds , the most unnatural wounds , Which thou thyfelf haft given her woful breast ! Oh , turn thy edged fword another way ; Strike thofe that hurt , and hurt not thofe that ...
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Afide againſt Alarum Alcibiades anfwer Apemantus art thou Baft Becauſe beſt blood brother Burgundy Cade Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doft doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain Flav foldiers fome foul fovereign fpeak France friends ftand ftay fuch fure fweet fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven HENRY VI Henry's himſelf honour houfe houſe Humphrey Jack Cade King HENRY lord lord protector mafter majeſty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble pleaſe pleaſure prefent prifoner prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saliſbury SCENE ſhall Somerſet ſpeak ſtand ſtay Suffolk Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou fhalt thouſand Timon unto Warwick whofe wilt yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 22 - 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 22 - 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, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Seite 22 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? 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...