The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 6Macmillan, 1899 |
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Pagina 22
... night or day , When I was got , sir Robert was away ! Eli . The very spirit of Plantagenet ! I am thy grandam , Richard ; call me so . Bast . Madam , by chance but not by truth ; what though ? Something about , a little from the right ...
... night or day , When I was got , sir Robert was away ! Eli . The very spirit of Plantagenet ! I am thy grandam , Richard ; call me so . Bast . Madam , by chance but not by truth ; what though ? Something about , a little from the right ...
Pagina 65
... book , 20 30 the book was closed , the three candles quenched , and the bell tolled . 22. advantage , interest . 36. gawds , idle ornaments . Sound on into the drowsy ear of night ; If VOL . VI F 65 SC . III King John.
... book , 20 30 the book was closed , the three candles quenched , and the bell tolled . 22. advantage , interest . 36. gawds , idle ornaments . Sound on into the drowsy ear of night ; If VOL . VI F 65 SC . III King John.
Pagina 66
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. Sound on into the drowsy ear of night ; If this same were a churchyard where we stand , And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs , Or if that surly spirit , melancholy , Had baked thy blood ...
William Shakespeare Charles Harold Herford. Sound on into the drowsy ear of night ; If this same were a churchyard where we stand , And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs , Or if that surly spirit , melancholy , Had baked thy blood ...
Pagina 68
... night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy détestable bones And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows And ring these fingers with thy household worms And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust And be a carrion ...
... night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy détestable bones And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows And ring these fingers with thy household worms And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust And be a carrion ...
Pagina 74
... night , Only for wantonness . By my christendom , So I were out of prison and kept sheep , I should be as merry as the day is long ; 2. Within the arras , i.e. be- hind the tapestry . 16. Only for wantonness , for a mere freak . ΙΟ 16 ...
... night , Only for wantonness . By my christendom , So I were out of prison and kept sheep , I should be as merry as the day is long ; 2. Within the arras , i.e. be- hind the tapestry . 16. Only for wantonness , for a mere freak . ΙΟ 16 ...
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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.