The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ...at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1789 |
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Ob ! oh ! groans out for ha ! ha ! ha ! Hey ho ! Helen . In love , i'faith , to the very tip
of the nose . Par . He eats nothing but doves , love ; and that breeds hot blood ,
and hot blood begets hot thoughts , and hot thoughts beget hot deeds , and hot ...
Ob ! oh ! groans out for ha ! ha ! ha ! Hey ho ! Helen . In love , i'faith , to the very tip
of the nose . Par . He eats nothing but doves , love ; and that breeds hot blood ,
and hot blood begets hot thoughts , and hot thoughts beget hot deeds , and hot ...
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France , hast thou yet more blood to caft away ? Say , shall the current of our right
run on ? Whose passage vext with thy impediment , Shall leave his native
channel , and o'er - swell With course disturb'd even thy confining shores ; Unless
...
France , hast thou yet more blood to caft away ? Say , shall the current of our right
run on ? Whose passage vext with thy impediment , Shall leave his native
channel , and o'er - swell With course disturb'd even thy confining shores ; Unless
...
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ACT III . SCENE 1 . The French King's Pavilion . Enter Constance , Arthur , and
Salisbury . Conft . Gone to be marry'd ! gone to swear a peace ! False blood to
false blood join'd ! Gone to be friends ! Shall Lewis have Blanch ? and Blanch
those ...
ACT III . SCENE 1 . The French King's Pavilion . Enter Constance , Arthur , and
Salisbury . Conft . Gone to be marry'd ! gone to swear a peace ! False blood to
false blood join'd ! Gone to be friends ! Shall Lewis have Blanch ? and Blanch
those ...
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The sun's o'ercast with blood : Fair day , adieu ! Which is the fide that I must go
withal ? I am with both : each army hath a hand , And , in their rage , I having hold
of both , They whirl asunder , and dismember me . Husband , I cannot pray that ...
The sun's o'ercast with blood : Fair day , adieu ! Which is the fide that I must go
withal ? I am with both : each army hath a hand , And , in their rage , I having hold
of both , They whirl asunder , and dismember me . Husband , I cannot pray that ...
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William Shakespeare. Mowb . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal : Tis
not the crial of a woman's wat , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can
arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain ; The blood is hot , that must be cool'd for this
.
William Shakespeare. Mowb . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal : Tis
not the crial of a woman's wat , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can
arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain ; The blood is hot , that must be cool'd for this
.
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Page 319 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 558 - 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 417 - 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...
Page 327 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 558 - 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 22 - Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.
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| Title | The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ... The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1789 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 20 Sep 2007 |
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