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... liege , her ear is stopp'd . Your noble mother Died on the first of April : Lady Constance , ' Tis said , three days before . [ John . ] My mother dead ! How wildly , then , walks my estate abroad ! Under whose conduct come these powers ...
... liege , her ear is stopp'd . Your noble mother Died on the first of April : Lady Constance , ' Tis said , three days before . [ John . ] My mother dead ! How wildly , then , walks my estate abroad ! Under whose conduct come these powers ...
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... we , upon the footing of our land , Send fair - play orders , and make compromise With arms invasive ? Shall a beardless boy Brave our own fields with colours idly spread , And find no check ? Let us , my liege 336 KING JOHN .
... we , upon the footing of our land , Send fair - play orders , and make compromise With arms invasive ? Shall a beardless boy Brave our own fields with colours idly spread , And find no check ? Let us , my liege 336 KING JOHN .
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... liege , to arms . Perchance the cardi'nal cannot make your peace ; Or if he do , let it at least be said , They saw we had a purpose of defence . [ John . ] Have thou the ordering of this present time : This fever , that hath troubled ...
... liege , to arms . Perchance the cardi'nal cannot make your peace ; Or if he do , let it at least be said , They saw we had a purpose of defence . [ John . ] Have thou the ordering of this present time : This fever , that hath troubled ...
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... liege ! my lord ! -But now A king , now thus : my dead news I have breath'd Within an ear , as dead . Art thou gone so ? So must it be ! -I do but stay behind To do the office for thee of revenge , And then my soul shall wait on thee to ...
... liege ! my lord ! -But now A king , now thus : my dead news I have breath'd Within an ear , as dead . Art thou gone so ? So must it be ! -I do but stay behind To do the office for thee of revenge , And then my soul shall wait on thee to ...
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... sentence , my most sovereign liege , And all unlook'd - for at your highness ' hands . The language I have learn'd these forty years , My native English , must I now forego : Within my mouth you have engaol'd my tongue , And 46 RICHARD II .
... sentence , my most sovereign liege , And all unlook'd - for at your highness ' hands . The language I have learn'd these forty years , My native English , must I now forego : Within my mouth you have engaol'd my tongue , And 46 RICHARD II .
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Page 386 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 61 - No matter where. Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
Page 387 - Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 21 - 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 215 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Page 384 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 362 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake; 'tis true, this god did shake; His coward lips did from their...
Page 388 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood.
Page 153 - I do despise my dream. Make less thy body, hence, and more thy grace ; Leave gormandizing ; know, the grave doth gape For thee thrice wider than for other men.
Page 305 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! 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.