The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volum 5C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Pàgina 11
... give away , and not their own . Pirates may make cheap penn'worths of their pillage ,. A. 6 , Andi And purchafe friends , and give to curtezans , Still King HENRY VI .
... give away , and not their own . Pirates may make cheap penn'worths of their pillage ,. A. 6 , Andi And purchafe friends , and give to curtezans , Still King HENRY VI .
Pàgina 15
... give no words but mum ! The business afketh filent fecrecy . Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch ... Gold cannot come amifs , were the a devil . Yet have I gold , flies from another coaft : I dare not fay from the rich Cardinal ...
... give no words but mum ! The business afketh filent fecrecy . Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch ... Gold cannot come amifs , were the a devil . Yet have I gold , flies from another coaft : I dare not fay from the rich Cardinal ...
Pàgina 19
... Give me my fan ; what , minion ? can ye not ? [ Exit Glo . [ She gives the Dutchess a box on the ear . I cry you mercy , Madam ; was it you ? Elean . Was't I ? yea , I it was , proud French - woman : Could I come near your beauty with ...
... Give me my fan ; what , minion ? can ye not ? [ Exit Glo . [ She gives the Dutchess a box on the ear . I cry you mercy , Madam ; was it you ? Elean . Was't I ? yea , I it was , proud French - woman : Could I come near your beauty with ...
Pàgina 24
... give me leave , my Lord of York , To be the poft , in hope of his reward . York . At your pleasure , my good Lord . Who's within there , ho ? ( 5 ) Thefe oracles are hardly attain'd , And hardly underfood . ] Not only the lameness of ...
... give me leave , my Lord of York , To be the poft , in hope of his reward . York . At your pleasure , my good Lord . Who's within there , ho ? ( 5 ) Thefe oracles are hardly attain'd , And hardly underfood . ] Not only the lameness of ...
Pàgina 31
... give her as a prey to law and shame , That hath dishonour'd Glo'fter's honeft name . K. Henry . Well , for this night we will repofe us here ; To - morrow toward London back again , To look into this bufinefs thoroughly , And call these ...
... give her as a prey to law and shame , That hath dishonour'd Glo'fter's honeft name . K. Henry . Well , for this night we will repofe us here ; To - morrow toward London back again , To look into this bufinefs thoroughly , And call these ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 359 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 329 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pàgina 190 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Pàgina 144 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Pàgina 213 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pàgina 129 - 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.
Pàgina 359 - This is the state of man ; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pàgina 362 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Pàgina 359 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have : And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pàgina 361 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.