The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumen4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... tongue fpeaks , my sight - drawn fword may prove . Mowb . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal ; ' Tis not the tryal of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this caufe betwixt us twain ; The blood ...
... tongue fpeaks , my sight - drawn fword may prove . Mowb . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal ; ' Tis not the tryal of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this caufe betwixt us twain ; The blood ...
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... tongue Shall wound my honour with fuch feeble wrong , Or found fo base a parle , my teeth fhall tear The flavish motive of recanting fear , And fpit it bleeding , in his high difgrace , Where fhame doth harbour , even in Mowbray's face ...
... tongue Shall wound my honour with fuch feeble wrong , Or found fo base a parle , my teeth fhall tear The flavish motive of recanting fear , And fpit it bleeding , in his high difgrace , Where fhame doth harbour , even in Mowbray's face ...
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... tongue's ufe is to me no more , Than an unftringed viol , or a harp , Or , like a cunning inftrument cas'd up , Or being open , put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony . Within my mouth you have engoal'd my tongue ...
... tongue's ufe is to me no more , Than an unftringed viol , or a harp , Or , like a cunning inftrument cas'd up , Or being open , put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony . Within my mouth you have engoal'd my tongue ...
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... tongue from breathing native breath ? K. Rich . It boots thee not to be compaffionate ; After our fentence , plaining comes too late . Mowb . Then thus I turn me from my country's light . To dwell in folemn fhades of endless night . K ...
... tongue from breathing native breath ? K. Rich . It boots thee not to be compaffionate ; After our fentence , plaining comes too late . Mowb . Then thus I turn me from my country's light . To dwell in folemn fhades of endless night . K ...
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... tongue a party - verdi & t gave ; Why at our juftice feem'ft thou then to low'r ? Gaunt . Things , fweet to tafte , prove in digestion fow'r : You urg'd me as a judge ; but I had rather , You would have bid me argue like a father , O ...
... tongue a party - verdi & t gave ; Why at our juftice feem'ft thou then to low'r ? Gaunt . Things , fweet to tafte , prove in digestion fow'r : You urg'd me as a judge ; but I had rather , You would have bid me argue like a father , O ...
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Página 170 - 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
Página 230 - 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.
Página 104 - 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 took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Página 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...
Página 296 - 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...
Página 109 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Página 355 - 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...
Página 228 - 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...
Página 189 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt...
Página 255 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...