The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 8E. H. Dumont, 1901 |
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... present grief had wiped it from my mind . Go in with me ; and counsel every man The aptest way for safety and revenge : 210 Get posts and letters , and make friends with speed : Never so few , and never yet more need . Scene II . London ...
... present grief had wiped it from my mind . Go in with me ; and counsel every man The aptest way for safety and revenge : 210 Get posts and letters , and make friends with speed : Never so few , and never yet more need . Scene II . London ...
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... present musters grow upon the file To five and twenty thousand men of choice ; And our supplies live largely in the hope Of great Northumberland , whose bosom burns With an incensed fire of injuries . ΙΟ L. Bard . The question then ...
... present musters grow upon the file To five and twenty thousand men of choice ; And our supplies live largely in the hope Of great Northumberland , whose bosom burns With an incensed fire of injuries . ΙΟ L. Bard . The question then ...
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... present quality of war ; Indeed the instant action - a cause on foot- Lives so in hope as in an early spring , We see the appearing buds ; which to prove fruit , Hope gives not so much warrant as despair That frost will bite them . When ...
... present quality of war ; Indeed the instant action - a cause on foot- Lives so in hope as in an early spring , We see the appearing buds ; which to prove fruit , Hope gives not so much warrant as despair That frost will bite them . When ...
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... present , worst . Mowb . Shall we go draw our numbers , and set on ? Hast . We are time's subjects , and time bids be gone . 110 [ Exeunt . ACT SECOND . Scene I. London . A street . Act I. Sc . iii . THE SECOND PART OF.
... present , worst . Mowb . Shall we go draw our numbers , and set on ? Hast . We are time's subjects , and time bids be gone . 110 [ Exeunt . ACT SECOND . Scene I. London . A street . Act I. Sc . iii . THE SECOND PART OF.
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... presents no mark to the enemy ; the foeman may with as 280 great aim level at the edge of a penknife . And for a retreat ; how swiftly will this Feeble the woman's tailor run off ! O , give me the spare men , and spare me the great ones ...
... presents no mark to the enemy ; the foeman may with as 280 great aim level at the edge of a penknife . And for a retreat ; how swiftly will this Feeble the woman's tailor run off ! O , give me the spare men , and spare me the great ones ...
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Page 99 - For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
Page 22 - Whose high upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder. Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance ; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Page 73 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasure'd. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 118 - As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Page 44 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
Page 71 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That with the hurly death itself awakes...
Page 58 - In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 72 - Too wide for Neptune's hips ; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors ! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
Page 170 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 70 - O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfumed chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with...