The Pictorial edition of the works of Shakspere, ed. by C. Knight. [8 vols., including a vol. entitled William Shakspere, by C. Knight]. [8 vols. The vol. containing the biogr. is of the 3rd ed.]. |
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... noble as other breaches of faith , we are not entitled to believe that her third mar- riage was incompatible with her passionate love for the heir of so many hopes , -her heart - breaking devotion to her betrayed and forsaken son , -aud ...
... noble as other breaches of faith , we are not entitled to believe that her third mar- riage was incompatible with her passionate love for the heir of so many hopes , -her heart - breaking devotion to her betrayed and forsaken son , -aud ...
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... noble picture of a hunted lion at bay . The emendation , though proposed by one of the first editors , has not been adopted . We think we have to choose , reject- ing cased , between chased and chafed . Mr. Dyce prefers chafed , and ...
... noble picture of a hunted lion at bay . The emendation , though proposed by one of the first editors , has not been adopted . We think we have to choose , reject- ing cased , between chased and chafed . Mr. Dyce prefers chafed , and ...
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... noble Dauphin , albeit we swear A voluntary zeal , and unurg'd faith , To your proceedings ; yet , believe me ... noble temper dost thou shew in this ; And great affections , wrestling in thy bosom , Do make an earthquake of nobility . O ...
... noble Dauphin , albeit we swear A voluntary zeal , and unurg'd faith , To your proceedings ; yet , believe me ... noble temper dost thou shew in this ; And great affections , wrestling in thy bosom , Do make an earthquake of nobility . O ...
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... noble breasts . What shall I say ? to safeguard thine own life , The best way is to ' venge my Gloster's death . Gaunt . Heaven's is the quarrel ; for heaven's substitute , His deputy anointed in his sight , Hath caus'd his death : the ...
... noble breasts . What shall I say ? to safeguard thine own life , The best way is to ' venge my Gloster's death . Gaunt . Heaven's is the quarrel ; for heaven's substitute , His deputy anointed in his sight , Hath caus'd his death : the ...
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... noble uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What comfort , man ? How is ' t with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . O , how that name befits my compo sition ! Old Gaunt , indeed ; and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast ; And who ...
... noble uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What comfort , man ? How is ' t with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . O , how that name befits my compo sition ! Old Gaunt , indeed ; and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast ; And who ...
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Page 365 - 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 ; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Page 43 - 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.
Page 174 - To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times: So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many...
Page 219 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it 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 66 - 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.
Page 345 - That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you! Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — 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,...
Page 258 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Page 105 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son : This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it Like to a tenement or pelting farm.
Page 259 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 207 - Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth !" And so I was ; which plainly signified — That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother ; And this word — love, which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me ; I am toyself alone.