The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Volumen8 |
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... peace , K. HEN . Peace thou , and give king Henry leave to fpeak . WAR . Plantagenet shall speak firft ; hear him , lords , And be you filent and attentive too , For he that interrupts him shall not live . K. HEN . Think'ft thou that I ...
... peace , K. HEN . Peace thou , and give king Henry leave to fpeak . WAR . Plantagenet shall speak firft ; hear him , lords , And be you filent and attentive too , For he that interrupts him shall not live . K. HEN . Think'ft thou that I ...
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... peace abandon'd and defpis'd ! - [ Exeunt Nor . Cliff . Weftm . SCENE III . WAR . Turn this way , Henry , and regard them not . EXE . They seek revenge , and therefore will not yield . K. HEN . Ah , Exeter ! WAR . Why should you figh ...
... peace abandon'd and defpis'd ! - [ Exeunt Nor . Cliff . Weftm . SCENE III . WAR . Turn this way , Henry , and regard them not . EXE . They seek revenge , and therefore will not yield . K. HEN . Ah , Exeter ! WAR . Why should you figh ...
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... peace and prayer . RICH . I know it well , Lord Warwick , blame me not ; ' Tis love , I bear thy glories , makes me speak . But in this troublous time what's to be done ? Shall we go throw away our coats of steel , And wrap our bodies ...
... peace and prayer . RICH . I know it well , Lord Warwick , blame me not ; ' Tis love , I bear thy glories , makes me speak . But in this troublous time what's to be done ? Shall we go throw away our coats of steel , And wrap our bodies ...
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... peace . For what doth cherish weeds , but gentle air ? And what makes robbers bold , but too much lenity ? Bootless ... peaceful looks . Some troops purfue the bloody - minded queen , That led calm Henry , though he were a king , As doth ...
... peace . For what doth cherish weeds , but gentle air ? And what makes robbers bold , but too much lenity ? Bootless ... peaceful looks . Some troops purfue the bloody - minded queen , That led calm Henry , though he were a king , As doth ...
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... Peace , impudent and shameless Warwick , peace ! Proud fetter - up and puller - down of kings ! I will not hence , till with my talk and tears , Both full of truth , I make king Lewis behold Thy fly conveyance , and thy lord's falfe ...
... Peace , impudent and shameless Warwick , peace ! Proud fetter - up and puller - down of kings ! I will not hence , till with my talk and tears , Both full of truth , I make king Lewis behold Thy fly conveyance , and thy lord's falfe ...
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Página 422 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, . I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Página 353 - 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, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Página 537 - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Página 354 - 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...
Página 448 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Página 416 - I have no brother, I am like no brother, And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.— Clarence, beware!
Página 422 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time...