King Richard II. King Henry IV. King Henry VI, part 1J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman and T. Shewell, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod., 1747 |
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الصفحة 7
This is my fault ; as for the rest appeald , It iffues from the rancor of a villain , A
recreant and most degen'rate traitor : Which in my self I boldly will defend , And
interchangeably hurle down my gage Upon this overweening traitor's foot ; To
prove ...
This is my fault ; as for the rest appeald , It iffues from the rancor of a villain , A
recreant and most degen'rate traitor : Which in my self I boldly will defend , And
interchangeably hurle down my gage Upon this overweening traitor's foot ; To
prove ...
الصفحة 28
Ill in my self , but seeing thee too , ill . Thy death - bed is no lesser than the Land ,
Wherein thou lieft in Reputation fick ; And thou , too careless Patient as thou art ,
Giv'st thy anointed body to the cure Of those physicians , that first wounded thee ...
Ill in my self , but seeing thee too , ill . Thy death - bed is no lesser than the Land ,
Wherein thou lieft in Reputation fick ; And thou , too careless Patient as thou art ,
Giv'st thy anointed body to the cure Of those physicians , that first wounded thee ...
الصفحة 34
But if you faint , as fearing to do so , Stay , and be secret , and my self will go . [
fear . Ross . To horse , to horse ; urge Doubts to them that Willo . Hold out my
horse , and I will first be there . [ Exeunt . SCEN N E . V. The COURT . Enter
Queen ...
But if you faint , as fearing to do so , Stay , and be secret , and my self will go . [
fear . Ross . To horse , to horse ; urge Doubts to them that Willo . Hold out my
horse , and I will first be there . [ Exeunt . SCEN N E . V. The COURT . Enter
Queen ...
الصفحة 71
Now , mark me how I will undo my self ; I give this heavy weight from off my head ;
And this unweildy Scepter from my hand ; The pride of kingly sway from out my
heart ; With mine own tears I wash away my Balm ; With mine own hands I give ...
Now , mark me how I will undo my self ; I give this heavy weight from off my head ;
And this unweildy Scepter from my hand ; The pride of kingly sway from out my
heart ; With mine own tears I wash away my Balm ; With mine own hands I give ...
الصفحة 72
Nay , all of you , that stand and look upon me , Whilft that my wretchedness doth
bait my self , Though some of you with Pilate wash your hands , Shewing an
outward pity ; yet you Pilates Have here deliver'd me to my sow'r Cross , And
water ...
Nay , all of you , that stand and look upon me , Whilft that my wretchedness doth
bait my self , Though some of you with Pilate wash your hands , Shewing an
outward pity ; yet you Pilates Have here deliver'd me to my sow'r Cross , And
water ...
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الصفحة 310 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
الصفحة 117 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowne'd honour by the locks...
الصفحة 251 - 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...
الصفحة 191 - 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.
الصفحة 191 - 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
الصفحة 252 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the shipboy'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 deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
الصفحة 254 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
الصفحة 109 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
الصفحة 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
الصفحة 59 - I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an alms-man's gown, My...