The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volume 3Charles Knight, 1851 |
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... Blood hath bought blood , and blows have answer'd blows ; Strength match'd with strength , and power confronted power : Both are alike ; and both alike we like . One must prove greatest : while they weigh so even , We hold our town for ...
... Blood hath bought blood , and blows have answer'd blows ; Strength match'd with strength , and power confronted power : Both are alike ; and both alike we like . One must prove greatest : while they weigh so even , We hold our town for ...
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... blood than lady Blanch ? Such as she is , in beauty , virtue , birth , Is the young Dauphin every way complete ; If not complete of a , say , he is not she ; Complete of . So the original . Hanmer changed this reading to , " If not ...
... blood than lady Blanch ? Such as she is , in beauty , virtue , birth , Is the young Dauphin every way complete ; If not complete of a , say , he is not she ; Complete of . So the original . Hanmer changed this reading to , " If not ...
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... blood , Holds hand with any princess of the world . K. PHI . What sayst thou , boy ? look in the lady's face . LEW . I do , my lord , and in her eye I find A wonder , or a wondrous miracle , The shadow of myself form'd in her eye ...
... blood , Holds hand with any princess of the world . K. PHI . What sayst thou , boy ? look in the lady's face . LEW . I do , my lord , and in her eye I find A wonder , or a wondrous miracle , The shadow of myself form'd in her eye ...
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... blood to false blood join'd ! Gone to be friends ! Shall Lewis have Blanch ? and Blanch those provinces ? It is not so ; thou hast misspoke , misheard ; Be well advis'd , tell o'er thy tale again : It cannot be ; thou dost but say , ' t ...
... blood to false blood join'd ! Gone to be friends ! Shall Lewis have Blanch ? and Blanch those provinces ? It is not so ; thou hast misspoke , misheard ; Be well advis'd , tell o'er thy tale again : It cannot be ; thou dost but say , ' t ...
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... blood , But now in arms you strengthen it with yours : The grappling vigour and rough frown of war Is cold , in amity and painted peace , And our oppression hath made up this league Arm , arm , you heavens , against these perjur'd kings ...
... blood , But now in arms you strengthen it with yours : The grappling vigour and rough frown of war Is cold , in amity and painted peace , And our oppression hath made up this league Arm , arm , you heavens , against these perjur'd kings ...
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Page 286 - Tis not due yet; I would be loth to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, '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 that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
Page 47 - 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 497 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, — Go forth, and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but by loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress {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 452 - 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 Cry, "God...
Page 177 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas , poor Hi chard-! where rode he the whilst? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a- well-grac'd actor leaves the stage , Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, "God save him!
Page 428 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil...
Page 225 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Page 248 - We two saw you four set on four ; you bound them, and were masters of their wealth. — Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. — Then did we two set on you four ; and, with a word, out-faced you from your prize, and have it ; yea, and can show it you here in the house...
Page 289 - Arm, arm, with speed ; — and, fellows, soldiers, friends, Better consider what you have to do, Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue, Can lift your blood up with persuasion. Enter a Messenger.
Page 351 - 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 deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!