The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Volym 5Carpenter and Son, 1813 |
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... look where the sturdy rebel sits , Even in the chair of state ! belike , he means ( Back'd by the power of Warwick , that false peer ) , To aspire unto the crown , and reign as king.- Earl of Northumberland , he slew thy father ...
... look where the sturdy rebel sits , Even in the chair of state ! belike , he means ( Back'd by the power of Warwick , that false peer ) , To aspire unto the crown , and reign as king.- Earl of Northumberland , he slew thy father ...
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... look , where bloody Clifford comes ! Enter CLIFFORD and Soldiers . Cliff . Chaplain , away ! thy priesthood saves thy life . As for the brat of this accursed duke , Whose father slew my father , he shall die . Tut . And I , my lord ...
... look , where bloody Clifford comes ! Enter CLIFFORD and Soldiers . Cliff . Chaplain , away ! thy priesthood saves thy life . As for the brat of this accursed duke , Whose father slew my father , he shall die . Tut . And I , my lord ...
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... Look , York ; I stain'd this napkin with the blood That valiant Clifford , with his rapier's point , Made issue from ... looks he like a king ! Ay , this is he that took king Henry's chair ; And this is he was his adopted heir.- But how ...
... Look , York ; I stain'd this napkin with the blood That valiant Clifford , with his rapier's point , Made issue from ... looks he like a king ! Ay , this is he that took king Henry's chair ; And this is he was his adopted heir.- But how ...
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... look'd full gently on his warlike queen , That robb'd my soldiers of their hated spleen ; Or whether ' twas report of her success ; Or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour , Who thunders to his captives - blood and death , I ...
... look'd full gently on his warlike queen , That robb'd my soldiers of their hated spleen ; Or whether ' twas report of her success ; Or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour , Who thunders to his captives - blood and death , I ...
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... Look on the boy ; And let his manly face , which promiseth Successful fortune , steel thy melting heart , To hold thine own , and leave thine own with him . K. Hen . Full well hath Clifford play'd the orator , Inferring arguments of ...
... Look on the boy ; And let his manly face , which promiseth Successful fortune , steel thy melting heart , To hold thine own , and leave thine own with him . K. Hen . Full well hath Clifford play'd the orator , Inferring arguments of ...
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Sida 56 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee : 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 fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Sida 53 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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.
Sida 84 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Sida 53 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! 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.
Sida 48 - O'er-run and trampled on : Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours...
Sida 49 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Sida 93 - Fool, of thyself speak well : fool, do not flatter. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Sida 9 - How could communities, Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in cities, Peaceful commerce from dividable shores, The primogenitive and due of birth, Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels, But by degree, stand in authentic place ? Take but degree away, untune that string, And hark, what discord follows ! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy...
Sida 19 - Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes. Methought, I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea...
Sida 104 - I COME no more to make you laugh; things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow, Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present.