The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 6Macmillan, 1899 |
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Pagina 18
... Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance ? Bast . I know not why , except to get the land . But once he slander'd me with bastardy : But whether I be as true begot or no , That still I lay upon my mother's head , But that I am as well ...
... Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance ? Bast . I know not why , except to get the land . But once he slander'd me with bastardy : But whether I be as true begot or no , That still I lay upon my mother's head , But that I am as well ...
Pagina 23
... doth not smack of observation ; And so am I , whether I smack or no ; And not alone in habit and device , Exterior form , outward accoutrement , But from the inward motion to deliver Sweet , sweet , sweet poison for the age's tooth ...
... doth not smack of observation ; And so am I , whether I smack or no ; And not alone in habit and device , Exterior form , outward accoutrement , But from the inward motion to deliver Sweet , sweet , sweet poison for the age's tooth ...
Pagina 26
... doth yours ; your fault was not your folly : Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose , Subjected tribute to commanding love , Against whose fury and unmatched force The aweless lion could not wage the fight , Nor keep his princely ...
... doth yours ; your fault was not your folly : Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose , Subjected tribute to commanding love , Against whose fury and unmatched force The aweless lion could not wage the fight , Nor keep his princely ...
Pagina 30
... doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey , and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume . That Geffrey was thy elder brother born , And this his son ; England was Geffrey's right And this is Geffrey's : in the ...
... doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey , and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume . That Geffrey was thy elder brother born , And this his son ; England was Geffrey's right And this is Geffrey's : in the ...
Pagina 31
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. When living blood doth in these temples beat , Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest ? K. John . From whom hast thou this great com- mission , France , To draw my answer from thy articles ...
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. When living blood doth in these temples beat , Which owe the crown that thou o'ermasterest ? K. John . From whom hast thou this great com- mission , France , To draw my answer from thy articles ...
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Pagina 116 - Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Pagina 444 - 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.
Pagina 70 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Pagina 195 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and humour'd thus Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king!
Pagina 163 - 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: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.