The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 5J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... Cham . I S't poffible , the fpells of France fhould juggle Men into fuch ftrange myfteries ? " Sands . New customs , Though they be never fo ridiculous , Nay , let ' em be unmanly , yet are follow'd . Cham . As far as I fee , all the ...
... Cham . I S't poffible , the fpells of France fhould juggle Men into fuch ftrange myfteries ? " Sands . New customs , Though they be never fo ridiculous , Nay , let ' em be unmanly , yet are follow'd . Cham . As far as I fee , all the ...
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... Cham . What is't for ? Lov . The reformation of our travell'd gallants , That fill the court with quarrels , talk , and tailors . Cham . I'm glad , ' tis there ; now I would pray our Monfieurs To think an English courtier may be wise ...
... Cham . What is't for ? Lov . The reformation of our travell'd gallants , That fill the court with quarrels , talk , and tailors . Cham . I'm glad , ' tis there ; now I would pray our Monfieurs To think an English courtier may be wise ...
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... Cham . Sir Thomas , Whither are you going ? Lov . To the Cardinal's ; Your Lordship is a guest too . Cham . O , ' tis true ; This night he makes a fupper , and a great one , To many Lords and Ladies ; there will be The beauty of this ...
... Cham . Sir Thomas , Whither are you going ? Lov . To the Cardinal's ; Your Lordship is a guest too . Cham . O , ' tis true ; This night he makes a fupper , and a great one , To many Lords and Ladies ; there will be The beauty of this ...
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... Cham . You're young , Sir Harry Guilford . Sands . Sir Thomas Lovell , had the Cardinal But half my lay - thoughts ... Cham . Cham . Sweet ladies , will it pleafe you fit King HENRY VIII . 325.
... Cham . You're young , Sir Harry Guilford . Sands . Sir Thomas Lovell , had the Cardinal But half my lay - thoughts ... Cham . Cham . Sweet ladies , will it pleafe you fit King HENRY VIII . 325.
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William Shakespeare. Cham . Sweet ladies , will it pleafe you fit ? Sir Harry , Place you that fide , I'll take the ... Cham . Well faid , my Lord : So now y'are fairly feated : gentlemen , The penance lyes on you , if thefe fair ladies ...
William Shakespeare. Cham . Sweet ladies , will it pleafe you fit ? Sir Harry , Place you that fide , I'll take the ... Cham . Well faid , my Lord : So now y'are fairly feated : gentlemen , The penance lyes on you , if thefe fair ladies ...
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Page 368 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 370 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Page 369 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 202 - 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!
Page 131 - ... methinks, it were a happy life, 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...
Page 368 - This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 215 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Page 191 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Page 371 - 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...
Page 338 - 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.