The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 2American book exchange, 1881 |
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... thou art call'd a king , When living blood doth in these temples beat , Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest ? 100 K. John . From whom hast thou this great commission , France , To draw my answer from thy articles ? 110 K. Phi ...
... thou art call'd a king , When living blood doth in these temples beat , Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest ? 100 K. John . From whom hast thou this great commission , France , To draw my answer from thy articles ? 110 K. Phi ...
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William Shakespeare. With course disturb'd even thy confining shores , Unless thou let his silver water keep A peaceful progress to the ocean . 340 K. Phi . England , thou hast not saved one drop of blood , In this hot trial , more than ...
William Shakespeare. With course disturb'd even thy confining shores , Unless thou let his silver water keep A peaceful progress to the ocean . 340 K. Phi . England , thou hast not saved one drop of blood , In this hot trial , more than ...
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... thou hast the mettle of a king , Being wrong'd as we are by this peevish town , Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery , As we will ours , against these saucy walls ; And when that we have dash'd them to the ground , Why then defy each ...
... thou hast the mettle of a king , Being wrong'd as we are by this peevish town , Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery , As we will ours , against these saucy walls ; And when that we have dash'd them to the ground , Why then defy each ...
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... thou hast misspoke , misheard ; Be well advised , tell o'er thy tale again : It cannot be ; thou dost but say ' tis so : I trust I may not trust thee ; for thy word Is but the vain breath of a common man : Believe me , I do not believe thee ...
... thou hast misspoke , misheard ; Be well advised , tell o'er thy tale again : It cannot be ; thou dost but say ' tis so : I trust I may not trust thee ; for thy word Is but the vain breath of a common man : Believe me , I do not believe thee ...
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... thy tonge . O , let thy vow First made to heaven , first be to heaven perform'd , That is , to be the champion of our church ! What since thou sworest is sworn against thyself And may not be performed by thyself , For that which thou hast ...
... thy tonge . O , let thy vow First made to heaven , first be to heaven perform'd , That is , to be the champion of our church ! What since thou sworest is sworn against thyself And may not be performed by thyself , For that which thou hast ...
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Page 709 - 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...
Page 712 - 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 45 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 735 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd : her own shall bless her ; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her ! 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: God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Page 195 - 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
Page 333 - 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...
Page 103 - 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 : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
Page 239 - Too wide for Neptune's hips ; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors ! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, — viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, — Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
Page 749 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad : But when the planets In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Page 104 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?