The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 第 4 巻Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... Soul , thou and thy Houfe fhall rue it . Weft . Plantagenet , of thee and these thy Sons , Thy Kinfmen , and thy Friends , I'll have more lives Then drops of Blood were in my Father's Veins . Clif . Urge it no more , left that inftead ...
... Soul , thou and thy Houfe fhall rue it . Weft . Plantagenet , of thee and these thy Sons , Thy Kinfmen , and thy Friends , I'll have more lives Then drops of Blood were in my Father's Veins . Clif . Urge it no more , left that inftead ...
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... Soul : And ' till I root out their accurfed Line , And leave not one alive , I live in Hell . Therefore- Rut . O let me pray before I take my Death : To thee , I pray fweet Clifford , pity me . Clif . Such pity as my Rapier's point ...
... Soul : And ' till I root out their accurfed Line , And leave not one alive , I live in Hell . Therefore- Rut . O let me pray before I take my Death : To thee , I pray fweet Clifford , pity me . Clif . Such pity as my Rapier's point ...
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... Soul to Heav'n , my Blood upon your Heads . North . Had he been Slaughter - man to all my Kin , I should not for my Life but weep with him , To fee how inly Sorrow gripes his Soul . Queen . What , weeping ripe , my Lord Northumberland ...
... Soul to Heav'n , my Blood upon your Heads . North . Had he been Slaughter - man to all my Kin , I should not for my Life but weep with him , To fee how inly Sorrow gripes his Soul . Queen . What , weeping ripe , my Lord Northumberland ...
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... Soul's Palace is become a Prison : Ab , would fhe break from hence , that this my Body Might in the Ground be closed up in reft ; For never henceforth fhall I joy again , Never , oh never fhall I fee more joy . Rich . I cannot weep ...
... Soul's Palace is become a Prison : Ab , would fhe break from hence , that this my Body Might in the Ground be closed up in reft ; For never henceforth fhall I joy again , Never , oh never fhall I fee more joy . Rich . I cannot weep ...
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... Soul's Redemption , Is by the ftern Lord Clifford done to Death . War . Ten days ago I drown'd thefe News in tears , And now to add more meafure to your Woes , I come to tell you things fith then befaln . After the bloody Fray at ...
... Soul's Redemption , Is by the ftern Lord Clifford done to Death . War . Ten days ago I drown'd thefe News in tears , And now to add more meafure to your Woes , I come to tell you things fith then befaln . After the bloody Fray at ...
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1628 ページ - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
1775 ページ - 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...
1822 ページ - 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 fixure ! O ! when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
1782 ページ - After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
1775 ページ - 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.
1781 ページ - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
1565 ページ - So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
1996 ページ - Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
1747 ページ - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
1618 ページ - And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...