Publications, Volume 19

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Shakespeare Society, and to be had of W. Skeffington, 1853
 

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Page 11 - The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb; And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
Page 37 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life; I, for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
Page 13 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Page 76 - 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 47 - Why, so can I, or so can any man ; But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Page iii - THE SHAKESPEARE SOCIETY. THE EARL OF ELLESMERE. THE EARL OF CLARENDON. THE EARL OF GLENGALL. THE EARL HOWE. THE RT. HON. LORD BRAYBROOKE. THE RT. HON. LORD LEIGH. Council.
Page 76 - 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.
Page 113 - I continued all that day untill night, in varietie of many thoughts ; but when Rosina came to helpe me to bedde, God knowes how desirous I was to have her entreat me againe to take the letter, but she woulde never speake unto me about it, nor (as it seemed) did so much as once thinke thereof.
Page 131 - In saltum, ut lateas, dum Banquo recedis ab aula. Tres eadem pariter canimus tibi fata tuisque, Dum spectande tuis, e saltu accedis ad urbem; Teque salutamus: Salve, cui Scotia servit; 2. Anglia cui, salve. 3. Cui servit Hibernia, salve. 1. Gallia cui titulos, terras dant caetera, salve.

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