King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV. Part 1 ; King Henry IV. Part 2 ; Henry V ; King Henry VI. Part 1 ; King Henry VI. Part 2Jacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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... Shew Boldness and aspiring Confidence . What , fhall they feek the Lion in his Den , And fright him there ? and make him tremble there ? Oh let it not be faid : Forage , and run To meet Difpleafure farther from the Doors , And grapple ...
... Shew Boldness and aspiring Confidence . What , fhall they feek the Lion in his Den , And fright him there ? and make him tremble there ? Oh let it not be faid : Forage , and run To meet Difpleafure farther from the Doors , And grapple ...
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... Shew me the very Wound of this ill News , I am no Woman , I'll not fwoon at it . Hub . The King I fear is poifon'd by a Monk , I left him almoft fpeechlefs , and broke out To acquaint you with this Evil , that you might The better arm ...
... Shew me the very Wound of this ill News , I am no Woman , I'll not fwoon at it . Hub . The King I fear is poifon'd by a Monk , I left him almoft fpeechlefs , and broke out To acquaint you with this Evil , that you might The better arm ...
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... Shew now your mended Faiths , And inftantly return with me again , To push Destruction , and perpetual Shame Out of the weak Door of our fainting Land : Straight let us feek , or ftraight we shall be fought , The Dauphin rages at our ...
... Shew now your mended Faiths , And inftantly return with me again , To push Destruction , and perpetual Shame Out of the weak Door of our fainting Land : Straight let us feek , or ftraight we shall be fought , The Dauphin rages at our ...
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... Shew nothing but Confufion ey'd awry , Diftinguish Form : So your fweet Majefty , Looking awry upon your Lord's Departure , Find Shapes of Grief , more than himself to wail , H 2 Which Which look'd on as it is , is nought but of King ...
... Shew nothing but Confufion ey'd awry , Diftinguish Form : So your fweet Majefty , Looking awry upon your Lord's Departure , Find Shapes of Grief , more than himself to wail , H 2 Which Which look'd on as it is , is nought but of King ...
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... Shew me thy humble Heart , and not thy Knee , Whofe Duty is deceivable and false . Bulling . My gracious Uncle . Tork . Tut , tut , Grace me no Grace , nor Uncle me , I am no Traitor's Uncle ; and that Word Grace , In an ungracious ...
... Shew me thy humble Heart , and not thy Knee , Whofe Duty is deceivable and false . Bulling . My gracious Uncle . Tork . Tut , tut , Grace me no Grace , nor Uncle me , I am no Traitor's Uncle ; and that Word Grace , In an ungracious ...
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1281 ページ - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
1187 ページ - 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
1297 ページ - 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...
1188 ページ - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
1315 ページ - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
1128 ページ - When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.
1315 ページ - ... And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! [Exeunt . Alarum, and Chambers go off.
1081 ページ - 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...
1343 ページ - 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...
1338 ページ - Upon the king! let us our lives, our souls, Our debts, our careful wives, Our children, and our sins lay on the king!