The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volumen6F. C. and J. Rivington, 1823 |
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... hand on his dagger , Another spread on his breast , mounting his eyes , He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenor Was , -- Were he evil us'd , he would out - go His father , by as much as a performance Does an irresolute purpose ...
... hand on his dagger , Another spread on his breast , mounting his eyes , He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenor Was , -- Were he evil us'd , he would out - go His father , by as much as a performance Does an irresolute purpose ...
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... hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us , His dews fall every where . Cham . No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth , that said other of him . Sands . He may , my lord , he has wherewithal ; in him , Sparing would show a worse ...
... hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us , His dews fall every where . Cham . No doubt , he's noble ; He had a black mouth , that said other of him . Sands . He may , my lord , he has wherewithal ; in him , Sparing would show a worse ...
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... hand I ever touch'd ! O , beauty , Till now I never knew thee . Wol . My lord , - Cham . [ Music . Dance . Your grace ? Wol . Pray , tell them thus much from me : There should be one amongst them , by his person , More worthy this place ...
... hand I ever touch'd ! O , beauty , Till now I never knew thee . Wol . My lord , - Cham . [ Music . Dance . Your grace ? Wol . Pray , tell them thus much from me : There should be one amongst them , by his person , More worthy this place ...
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... horses your lordship sent for , with all the care I had , I saw well chosen , rid- den , and furnished . They were young , and hand- ( 1 ) Great fidelity . some ; and of the best breed in the north Scene II . 35 KING HENRY VIII .
... horses your lordship sent for , with all the care I had , I saw well chosen , rid- den , and furnished . They were young , and hand- ( 1 ) Great fidelity . some ; and of the best breed in the north Scene II . 35 KING HENRY VIII .
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... hand I tender my commission ; by whose virtue , ( The court of Rome commanding , ) - you , my lord Cardinal of York , are join'd with me their servant , In the unpartial judging of this business . K. Hen . Two equal men . The queen ...
... hand I tender my commission ; by whose virtue , ( The court of Rome commanding , ) - you , my lord Cardinal of York , are join'd with me their servant , In the unpartial judging of this business . K. Hen . Two equal men . The queen ...
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Página 73 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate yej I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes
Página 75 - Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace , To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's: then if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Página 105 - In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Página 75 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Página 68 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Página 128 - Amidst the other ; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander...
Página 75 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...
Página 76 - tis the king's: my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Página 72 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 171 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand ; And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer : Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, — That all, with one consent, praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and...