The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with a selection of notes from the most emient commentators, &c., by A. Chalmers, Volume 6 |
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... duke of Lorain , sole heir male Of the true line and stock of Charles the great , - To fine his title with some show of truth , 3 ( Though , in pure truth , it was corrupt and naught , ) Convey'd himself as heir to the lady Lingare ...
... duke of Lorain , sole heir male Of the true line and stock of Charles the great , - To fine his title with some show of truth , 3 ( Though , in pure truth , it was corrupt and naught , ) Convey'd himself as heir to the lady Lingare ...
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... duke of Lorain : By the which marriage , the line of Charles the great Was re - united to the crown of France . So that , as clear as is the summer's sun , King Pepin's title , and Hugh Capet's claim , King Lewis his satisfaction , all ...
... duke of Lorain : By the which marriage , the line of Charles the great Was re - united to the crown of France . So that , as clear as is the summer's sun , King Pepin's title , and Hugh Capet's claim , King Lewis his satisfaction , all ...
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... Duke of BURGUNDY , the Constable , ana Others . Fr. King . Thus come the English with full power upon us ; And more than carefully it us concerns , To answer royally in our defences . Therefore the dukes of Berry , and of Bretagne , Of ...
... Duke of BURGUNDY , the Constable , ana Others . Fr. King . Thus come the English with full power upon us ; And more than carefully it us concerns , To answer royally in our defences . Therefore the dukes of Berry , and of Bretagne , Of ...
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... duke , to men of mould ! ' Abate thy rage , abate thy manly rage ! Abate thy rage , great duke ! Good bawcock , bate thy rage ! use lenity , sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! -your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt NYM ...
... duke , to men of mould ! ' Abate thy rage , abate thy manly rage ! Abate thy rage , great duke ! Good bawcock , bate thy rage ! use lenity , sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! -your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt NYM ...
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... duke of Gloster would speak with you . Flu . To the mines ! tell you the duke , it is not so good to come to the mines : For , look you , the mines is not according to the disciplines of the war ; the concavities of it is not sufficient ...
... duke of Gloster would speak with you . Flu . To the mines ! tell you the duke , it is not so good to come to the mines : For , look you , the mines is not according to the disciplines of the war ; the concavities of it is not sufficient ...
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Page 1 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Page 41 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! 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 ; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage.
Page 418 - I smile, And cry, content, to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions. I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall, I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk ; I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, Deceive more slily than Ulysses could, And like a Sinon take another Troy. I can add colours to the...
Page 84 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; 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...
Page 84 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd : This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he, to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er...
Page 398 - O God! 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 hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times: So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many...
Page 161 - In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts : Let him that is a true-born gentleman And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth. From off this brier pluck a white rose with me. 30 Som. Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
Page 2 - 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...