The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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... fight . The Battels of the Lord of Hofts he fought ; The Churches Prayers made him fo profperous .. Glo . The Church ? Where is it ? Had not Church - men pray'd , His thread of Life had not fo foon decay'd . None do you like , but an ...
... fight . The Battels of the Lord of Hofts he fought ; The Churches Prayers made him fo profperous .. Glo . The Church ? Where is it ? Had not Church - men pray'd , His thread of Life had not fo foon decay'd . None do you like , but an ...
185 psl.
... forth her flowing Tides . Bed . Me they concern , Regent Iam of France ; Give me my feeled Coat , I'll fight for France . Away with thefe difgraceful wailing Robes ; Wounds Wounds will I lend the French , instead of Eyes King HENRY VI .
... forth her flowing Tides . Bed . Me they concern , Regent Iam of France ; Give me my feeled Coat , I'll fight for France . Away with thefe difgraceful wailing Robes ; Wounds Wounds will I lend the French , instead of Eyes King HENRY VI .
186 psl.
... fight it out . Bed . Glofter , why doubt'ft thou of my forwardness ? An Army ave I mufter'd in my Thoughts , Wherewith already France is over - run . Enter a Third Messenger . 3 Meff . My Gracious Lords , to add to your Laments ...
... fight it out . Bed . Glofter , why doubt'ft thou of my forwardness ? An Army ave I mufter'd in my Thoughts , Wherewith already France is over - run . Enter a Third Messenger . 3 Meff . My Gracious Lords , to add to your Laments ...
191 psl.
... Fight ' till the laft gafp ; for I'll be your guard . Dau . What the fays I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English Scourge . This Night the Siege affuredly I'll raife : Expect Saint Martin's Summer ...
... Fight ' till the laft gafp ; for I'll be your guard . Dau . What the fays I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English Scourge . This Night the Siege affuredly I'll raife : Expect Saint Martin's Summer ...
194 psl.
... fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt Enter the Master - Gunner of Orleans , and his Boy . M. Gun . Sirra , thou know't how Orleans is befieg'd , And how the English have the Suburbs won . Boy . Father , I know , and oft have shot at ...
... fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt Enter the Master - Gunner of Orleans , and his Boy . M. Gun . Sirra , thou know't how Orleans is befieg'd , And how the English have the Suburbs won . Boy . Father , I know , and oft have shot at ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;– In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1714 |
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Alarum anſwer Arms art thou Baft Becauſe Blood Brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Crown curfe Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Humphry Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Henry Exeunt Exit faid falfe Father fear felves fhall fhould fight firft flain Foes fome fpeak France Friends ftand ftay ftill fuch fweet Glofter Grace Hand hath Heart Heav'n Henry's himſelf Honour Houſe Iden Jack Cade John of Gaunt loft Lord Lord Protector Love Madam Mafter Majefty Margaret muft muſt ne'er Noble Peace Plantagenet pleaſe Pleaſure Poft prefently Prifoner Prince Protector Pucel Queen reft Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Rofe Salisbury ſhall Soldiers Somerfet Soul Sovereign ſpeak ſtand Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art thou shalt thouſand Traitor Treafon unto Warwick whofe wilt
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375 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...
375 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...
376 psl. - ... treachery? O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth! And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
375 psl. - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? O, yes! it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His...