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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Pàgina 327
... Clif . What fay ye , Country - men , will ye relent , And yield to Mercy , whilft ' tis offered you , Or let a Rabble lead you to your Deaths ? Who loves the King , and will embrace his Pardon , Fling up his Cap , and fay , God fave his ...
... Clif . What fay ye , Country - men , will ye relent , And yield to Mercy , whilft ' tis offered you , Or let a Rabble lead you to your Deaths ? Who loves the King , and will embrace his Pardon , Fling up his Cap , and fay , God fave his ...
Pàgina 328
... Clif . Is Gade the Son of Henry the Fifth , That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him ? Will he conduct you through the heart of France , And make the meaneft of you Earls and Dukes ? Alas , he hath no home , no place to fly to : Nor ...
... Clif . Is Gade the Son of Henry the Fifth , That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him ? Will he conduct you through the heart of France , And make the meaneft of you Earls and Dukes ? Alas , he hath no home , no place to fly to : Nor ...
Pàgina 329
... Clif . He is fled my Lord , and all his Powers do yield , And humbly thus with Halters on their Necks , Expect your Highness doom of Life or Death . K. Henry . Then , Heaven , fet ope thy everlafting Gates , To entertain my Vows of ...
... Clif . He is fled my Lord , and all his Powers do yield , And humbly thus with Halters on their Necks , Expect your Highness doom of Life or Death . K. Henry . Then , Heaven , fet ope thy everlafting Gates , To entertain my Vows of ...
Pàgina 336
... Clif Health and all Happipefs to my Lord the King . York . I thank thee , Clifford , Say , what News with thee ? Nay , do not fright me with an angry Look : We are thy Sovereign , Clifford , kneel again ; For thy miftaking fo , we ...
... Clif Health and all Happipefs to my Lord the King . York . I thank thee , Clifford , Say , what News with thee ? Nay , do not fright me with an angry Look : We are thy Sovereign , Clifford , kneel again ; For thy miftaking fo , we ...
Pàgina 337
In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. Clif . Hence , heap of Wrath , foul indigefted Lump , As crooked in thy Manners , as thy Shape . York . Nay , we fhall heat you thoroughly anon . Clif . Take heed ...
In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. Clif . Hence , heap of Wrath , foul indigefted Lump , As crooked in thy Manners , as thy Shape . York . Nay , we fhall heat you thoroughly anon . Clif . Take heed ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1714 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
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
Passatges populars
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...