The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... heart doth minifter . K. Henry . Her fight did ravish , but her grace in speech , Her words yclad with wifdom's majesty , Make me from wondring fall to weeping joys , Such is the fulness of my heart's content , Lords , with one cheerful ...
... heart doth minifter . K. Henry . Her fight did ravish , but her grace in speech , Her words yclad with wifdom's majesty , Make me from wondring fall to weeping joys , Such is the fulness of my heart's content , Lords , with one cheerful ...
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... heart , Before I would have yielded to this league . I never read but England's Kings have had Large fums of gold ... hearts , be wife and circumfpect . What though the common people favour him , Calling him Humphry , the good Duke of ...
... heart , Before I would have yielded to this league . I never read but England's Kings have had Large fums of gold ... hearts , be wife and circumfpect . What though the common people favour him , Calling him Humphry , the good Duke of ...
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... heart of France , When thou wert Regent for our Sovereign ; Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people . Join we together for the publick good , In what we can to bridle and fupprefs The pride In 10 The Second Part of Jefu ...
... heart of France , When thou wert Regent for our Sovereign ; Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people . Join we together for the publick good , In what we can to bridle and fupprefs The pride In 10 The Second Part of Jefu ...
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... heart of Calydon . Anjou and Maine both given unto the French ! Cold news for me : for I had hope of France , - unto the main , " War . Unto the main ? Oh father , Maine is loft , That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , And ...
... heart of Calydon . Anjou and Maine both given unto the French ! Cold news for me : for I had hope of France , - unto the main , " War . Unto the main ? Oh father , Maine is loft , That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , And ...
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... heart fhe fcorns our poverty . Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her ? Contemptuous base - born callat as fhe is , She vaunted ' mong her minions t'other day , The very train of her worft wearing gown Was better worth than all my ...
... heart fhe fcorns our poverty . Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her ? Contemptuous base - born callat as fhe is , She vaunted ' mong her minions t'other day , The very train of her worft wearing gown Was better worth than all my ...
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135 psl. - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
359 psl. - His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations ; he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him ; our children's children Shall see this and bless heaven.
304 psl. - 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.
176 psl. - 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.
122 psl. - 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 ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
170 psl. - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
122 psl. - 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...
331 psl. - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
330 psl. - 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.
332 psl. - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes...