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... father may be saved in thee . John . No part of him , but will be shame in me . Tal . Thou never hadst renown , nor canst not lose it . John . Yes , your renowned name ; Shall flight abuse it ? Tal . Thy father's charge shall clear thee ...
... father may be saved in thee . John . No part of him , but will be shame in me . Tal . Thou never hadst renown , nor canst not lose it . John . Yes , your renowned name ; Shall flight abuse it ? Tal . Thy father's charge shall clear thee ...
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... father's side ; And , commendable prov'd , let's die in pride . [ Exeunt . SCENE VII . - Another part of the same . Alarum : Excursions . Enter Talbot wounded , supported by a Servant . Tal . Where is my other life ? -mine own is ...
... father's side ; And , commendable prov'd , let's die in pride . [ Exeunt . SCENE VII . - Another part of the same . Alarum : Excursions . Enter Talbot wounded , supported by a Servant . Tal . Where is my other life ? -mine own is ...
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... father's heart outright ! Have I sought every country far and near , And , now it is my chance to find thee out , Must I behold thy timeless cruel death ? Ah , Joan , sweet daughter Joan , I'll die with thee ! Pue . Decrepit miser ...
... father's heart outright ! Have I sought every country far and near , And , now it is my chance to find thee out , Must I behold thy timeless cruel death ? Ah , Joan , sweet daughter Joan , I'll die with thee ! Pue . Decrepit miser ...
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... Father's wrathful curse , ' I do believe that violent hands were laid Upon the life of this thrice - famed duke . Suff . A dreadful oath , sworn with a solemn tongue ! ' What instance gives lord Warwick for his vow ? ' War . See , how ...
... Father's wrathful curse , ' I do believe that violent hands were laid Upon the life of this thrice - famed duke . Suff . A dreadful oath , sworn with a solemn tongue ! ' What instance gives lord Warwick for his vow ? ' War . See , how ...
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... father , - Dick . Or rather , of stealing a cade of herrings . [ Aside . ' Cade . for our enemies shall fall before us , in- ' spired with the spirit of putting down kings and ' princes , -Command silence . Dick . Silence ! Cade . My father ...
... father , - Dick . Or rather , of stealing a cade of herrings . [ Aside . ' Cade . for our enemies shall fall before us , in- ' spired with the spirit of putting down kings and ' princes , -Command silence . Dick . Silence ! Cade . My father ...
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Sida 242 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Sida 430 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Sida 396 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Sida 419 - tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Sida 384 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
Sida 259 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description...
Sida 403 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Sida 280 - Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath : husband, I come : Now to that name my courage prove my title ! I am fire and air ; my other elements I give to baser life.
Sida 67 - When this is known, then to divide the times: 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...
Sida 135 - 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.