The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Volumen5J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... ( heaven be the record to my speech ! ) In the devotion of a subject's love , Tendering the precious safety of my prince , And free from other misbegotten hate , Come I appellant to this princely presence.— Now , Thomas Mowbray , do I ...
... ( heaven be the record to my speech ! ) In the devotion of a subject's love , Tendering the precious safety of my prince , And free from other misbegotten hate , Come I appellant to this princely presence.— Now , Thomas Mowbray , do I ...
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... heaven ; Who when he sees the hours ripe on earth , Will rain hot vengeance on offenders ' heads . ? Duch . Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper spur Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art ...
... heaven ; Who when he sees the hours ripe on earth , Will rain hot vengeance on offenders ' heads . ? Duch . Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper spur Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art ...
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... Heaven's is the quarrel ; for heaven's sub- stitute , His deputy anointed in his sight , Hath caus'd his death : the which if wrongfully , Let heaven revenge ; for I may never lift An angry arm against his minister . • Duch . Where then ...
... Heaven's is the quarrel ; for heaven's sub- stitute , His deputy anointed in his sight , Hath caus'd his death : the which if wrongfully , Let heaven revenge ; for I may never lift An angry arm against his minister . • Duch . Where then ...
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... arms : Against what man thou com'st , and what thy quarrel : Speak truly , on thy knighthood , and thy oath ; And so defend thee heaven , and thy valour ! Nor . My name is Thomas Mowbray , duke of 14 Act I. KING RICHARD II . SCENE III. ...
... arms : Against what man thou com'st , and what thy quarrel : Speak truly , on thy knighthood , and thy oath ; And so defend thee heaven , and thy valour ! Nor . My name is Thomas Mowbray , duke of 14 Act I. KING RICHARD II . SCENE III. ...
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... heaven defend , a knight should violate ! ) Both to defend my loyalty and truth , To God , my king , and my succeeding issue , Against the duke of Hereford that appeals me ; And , by the grace of God , and this mine arm , To prove him ...
... heaven defend , a knight should violate ! ) Both to defend my loyalty and truth , To God , my king , and my succeeding issue , Against the duke of Hereford that appeals me ; And , by the grace of God , and this mine arm , To prove him ...
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Página 30 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it,) Like to a tenement, or pelting farm : England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds...
Página 436 - 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 ; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Página 281 - With deaf'ning clamours 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.
Página 352 - 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, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Página 124 - Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and...
Página 208 - 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 4. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? He that died o
Página 281 - With deaf ning clamours 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?
Página 59 - No matter where ; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills...
Página 122 - 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.
Página 436 - Tomorrow is Saint Crispian " : Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.