The plays of William Shakspeare, accurately pr. from the text of mr. Steevens's last ed., with a selection of the most important notes [collected by J. Nichols]. |
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... give heaven thanks , I was not like to thee . K. John . Why , what a madcap hath heaven lent us here ! Eli . He hath a trick of Coeur - de - lion's face , 9 The accent of his tongue affecteth him : Do you not read fome tokens of my fon ...
... give heaven thanks , I was not like to thee . K. John . Why , what a madcap hath heaven lent us here ! Eli . He hath a trick of Coeur - de - lion's face , 9 The accent of his tongue affecteth him : Do you not read fome tokens of my fon ...
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... give it every foot to have this face ; I would not be fir Nob in any cafe . Eli . I like thee well ; Wilt thou forfake thy fortune , Bequeath thy land to him , and follow me ? I am a foldier , and now bound to France . Baft . Brother ...
... give it every foot to have this face ; I would not be fir Nob in any cafe . Eli . I like thee well ; Wilt thou forfake thy fortune , Bequeath thy land to him , and follow me ? I am a foldier , and now bound to France . Baft . Brother ...
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... give him welcome hither . Arth . God fhall forgive you Coeur - de - lion's death , The rather , that you give his offspring life , Shadowing their right under your wings of war : I give you welcome with a powerlefs hand , But with a ...
... give him welcome hither . Arth . God fhall forgive you Coeur - de - lion's death , The rather , that you give his offspring life , Shadowing their right under your wings of war : I give you welcome with a powerlefs hand , But with a ...
26 psl.
... give thee more Than e'er the coward hand of France can win : Submit thee , boy . Eli . Come to thy grandam , child . Corft . Do , child , go to it , grandam , child : Give grandam kingdom , and it ' grandam will Give it a plum , a ...
... give thee more Than e'er the coward hand of France can win : Submit thee , boy . Eli . Come to thy grandam , child . Corft . Do , child , go to it , grandam , child : Give grandam kingdom , and it ' grandam will Give it a plum , a ...
37 psl.
... give the day , And kifs him with a glorious victory . How like you this wild counfel , mighty ftates ? Smacks it not fomething of the policy ? K. John . Now , by the fky that hangs above our heads , I like emendation produces this ...
... give the day , And kifs him with a glorious victory . How like you this wild counfel , mighty ftates ? Smacks it not fomething of the policy ? K. John . Now , by the fky that hangs above our heads , I like emendation produces this ...
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againſt allufion ancient anfwer Baft Bard Bardolph becauſe blood Boling Bolingbroke called caufe coufin death doft doth duke earl England Enter Exeunt expreffion fack faid Falstaff fame Faulconbridge fays fcene fear fecond feems fenfe fhall fhould fhow fignifies fince fir John firft foldiers fome foul fpeak fpeech fpirit France French ftand ftill fubject fuch fuppofe fweet fword Harfleur hath heaven Henry IV himſelf Hoft honour horfe JOHNSON Juft King Henry King John King Richard Lady laft lord mafter majefty MALONE means moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night noble Northumberland obferved paffage peace Percy perfon Pift play pleaſe Poins prefent prifoners prince purpoſe quarto reafon Richard II ſcene Shakspeare Shal ſhall Sir Dagonet Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON Weft whofe word
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438 psl. - 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...
361 psl. - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
116 psl. - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
627 psl. - Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered, — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition: And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
361 psl. - 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
547 psl. - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the...
253 psl. - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box...
439 psl. - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?