The plays and poems of Shakspeare [according to the text of E. Malone] with notes and 170 illustr. from the plates in Boydell's ed., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volume 7 |
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... eyes , Which , like the meteors of a troubled heaven , 1 Let us indulge in a short interval of peace , that we may recover breath to propose new wars . 2 Strands , banks of the sea . All of one nature , of one substance bred ,
... eyes , Which , like the meteors of a troubled heaven , 1 Let us indulge in a short interval of peace , that we may recover breath to propose new wars . 2 Strands , banks of the sea . All of one nature , of one substance bred ,
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... eyes , Than that which hath no foil to set it off . I'll so offend , to make offence a skill ; Redeeming time , when men think least I will . SCENE III . The same . Another room in the palace . [ Exit . Enter KING HENRY , NORTHUMBERLAND ...
... eyes , Than that which hath no foil to set it off . I'll so offend , to make offence a skill ; Redeeming time , when men think least I will . SCENE III . The same . Another room in the palace . [ Exit . Enter KING HENRY , NORTHUMBERLAND ...
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... eye . O , sir , your presence is too bold and peremptory , And majesty might never yet endure The moody frontier 1 of a servant brow . You have good leave to leave us ; when we need Your use and counsel , we shall send for you . You ...
... eye . O , sir , your presence is too bold and peremptory , And majesty might never yet endure The moody frontier 1 of a servant brow . You have good leave to leave us ; when we need Your use and counsel , we shall send for you . You ...
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... And when I urged the ransom once again Of my wife's brother , then his cheek look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , Trembling even at the name of Mortimer . Wor . SCENE III . KING HENRY IV . - PART I. 25 25.
... And when I urged the ransom once again Of my wife's brother , then his cheek look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , Trembling even at the name of Mortimer . Wor . SCENE III . KING HENRY IV . - PART I. 25 25.
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... eye in thy head ? canst not hear ? An ' twere not as good a deed as drink , to break the pate of thee , I am a very villain . Come , and be hanged : —hast no faith in thee ? Enter GADSHILL . Gads . Good - morrow , carriers . What's o ...
... eye in thy head ? canst not hear ? An ' twere not as good a deed as drink , to break the pate of thee , I am a very villain . Come , and be hanged : —hast no faith in thee ? Enter GADSHILL . Gads . Good - morrow , carriers . What's o ...
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Page 350 - 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 184 - 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 ? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 274 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Page 114 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough : — this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Page 43 - Why, how couldst thou know these men in Kendal green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy hand.? come, tell us your reason; what sayest thou to this? Poins. Come, your reason, Jack, your reason, Fal. What, upon compulsion? No; were I at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion!
Page 299 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom* child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Page 265 - O, FOR a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leashed in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Page 5 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Page 132 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more than I invent, or is invented on me: I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Page 351 - Tomorrow is Saint Crispian " : Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.