The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 9 |
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As good as heart can wish :The king is almost wounded to the death ; And , in the fortune of my lord your son , Prince Harry slain outright ; and both the Blunts Kill'd by the hand of Douglas : young prince John ...
As good as heart can wish :The king is almost wounded to the death ; And , in the fortune of my lord your son , Prince Harry slain outright ; and both the Blunts Kill'd by the hand of Douglas : young prince John ...
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And let this world no longer be a stage , To feed contention in a lingering act ; But let one spirit of the first - born Cain Reign in all bosoms , that , each heart being set On bloody courses , the rude scene may end , And darkness be ...
And let this world no longer be a stage , To feed contention in a lingering act ; But let one spirit of the first - born Cain Reign in all bosoms , that , each heart being set On bloody courses , the rude scene may end , And darkness be ...
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The commonwealth is sick of their own choice , Their over - greedy love hath surfeited :An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he ; that buildeth on the vulgar heart . O thou fond many ! 3 with what loud applause Didst thou beat heaven ...
The commonwealth is sick of their own choice , Their over - greedy love hath surfeited :An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he ; that buildeth on the vulgar heart . O thou fond many ! 3 with what loud applause Didst thou beat heaven ...
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But I tell thee , my heart bleeds inwardly , that my father is so sick : and keeping such vile company as thou art , hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.6 Poins . The reason ? P. Hen . What wouldst thou think of me ...
But I tell thee , my heart bleeds inwardly , that my father is so sick : and keeping such vile company as thou art , hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.6 Poins . The reason ? P. Hen . What wouldst thou think of me ...
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Lady P. O , yet , for God's sake , go not to these wars ! The time was , father , that you broke your word , When you were more endear'd to it than now ; When your own Percy , when my heart's dear Harry , Threw many a northward look ...
Lady P. O , yet , for God's sake , go not to these wars ! The time was , father , that you broke your word , When you were more endear'd to it than now ; When your own Percy , when my heart's dear Harry , Threw many a northward look ...
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Page 327 - God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Page 328 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Page 88 - Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book and sit him down and die.
Page 85 - 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 deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly * death itself awakes...
Page 7 - Open your ears ; For which of you will stop The vent of hearing, when loud Rumour speaks ? I, from the orient to the drooping west, Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold The acts commenced on this ball of earth: Upon my tongues continual slanders ride; The which in every language I pronounce, Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.
Page 269 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England! and saint George ! [Exeunt.
Page 187 - Yet the man thus corrupt, thus despicable, makes himself necessary to the prince that despises him, by the most pleasing of all qualities, perpetual gaiety, by an unfailing power of exciting laughter, which is the more freely indulged, as his wit is not of the splendid or ambitious kind, but consists in easy scapes and sallies of levity, which make sport, but raise no envy.
Page 200 - Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance ; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Page 183 - I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers : How ill white hairs become a fool and jester...