The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Том 4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... Coufin of Hereford , what doft thou object Against the Duke of Norfolk , Thomas Mowbray ? Boling . Firft , ( Heaven be the record to my fpeech ! ) In the devotion of a fubject's love , Tend'ring the precious fafety of my Prince , And ...
... Coufin of Hereford , what doft thou object Against the Duke of Norfolk , Thomas Mowbray ? Boling . Firft , ( Heaven be the record to my fpeech ! ) In the devotion of a fubject's love , Tend'ring the precious fafety of my Prince , And ...
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... coufin lay to Mowbray's charge ? - It must be great , that can inherit us So much as of a thought of ill in him . Boling . Look , what I faid , my life fhall prove it true ; That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles , In name of ...
... coufin lay to Mowbray's charge ? - It must be great , that can inherit us So much as of a thought of ill in him . Boling . Look , what I faid , my life fhall prove it true ; That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles , In name of ...
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... Coufin , throw down your gage ; do you begin . Boling . Oh , heav'n defend my foul from fuch foul fin ! Shall I feem creft fall'n in my father's fight , Or with pale beggar face impeach my height , Before this out dar'd daftard ? Ere my ...
... Coufin , throw down your gage ; do you begin . Boling . Oh , heav'n defend my foul from fuch foul fin ! Shall I feem creft fall'n in my father's fight , Or with pale beggar face impeach my height , Before this out dar'd daftard ? Ere my ...
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... coufin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight . O , fit my husband's wrongs on Hereford's fpear , That it may enter butcher Mowbray's breast ! Or if misfortune mifs the first career , Be Mowbray's fins fo heavy in his bosom , That they may ...
... coufin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight . O , fit my husband's wrongs on Hereford's fpear , That it may enter butcher Mowbray's breast ! Or if misfortune mifs the first career , Be Mowbray's fins fo heavy in his bosom , That they may ...
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... Coufin of Hereford , as thy caufe is right , So be thy fortune in this royal fight ; Farewel , my blood ; which if to - day thou shed , ( 4 ) Lament we may , but not revenge thee dead . ( 4 ) Farewel , my blood ; ] i . e . my kinfman ...
... Coufin of Hereford , as thy caufe is right , So be thy fortune in this royal fight ; Farewel , my blood ; which if to - day thou shed , ( 4 ) Lament we may , but not revenge thee dead . ( 4 ) Farewel , my blood ; ] i . e . my kinfman ...
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Стр. 170 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Стр. 230 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Стр. 104 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Стр. 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Стр. 296 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Стр. 109 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Стр. 355 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Стр. 228 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Стр. 189 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt...
Стр. 255 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...