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And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and hedges, Defective in their natures, grow to wildness.
KING HENRY VI.
A CT I.
GLoRY is like a circle in the water,
A CT V.
KING HENRY VI.
A RESOLVED AND AMBITIOUS WOMAN. Follow I must, I cannot go before, While Gloster bears this base and humble mind. Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood,
* By the discretional agency of another.
I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks,
A CT II.
Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass, But still remember what the Lord hath done.
THE DUCHEss of GLosTER's REMONSTRANCE To Hert HUSBAND, when DoING PENANCE.
For, whilst I think I am thy married wife, And, thou a prince, protector of this land, Methinks, I should not thus be led along, Mail'd up in shame", with papers on my back; And follow'd with a rabble, that rejoice To see my tears, and hear my deep-fett groans. The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet; And, when I start, the envious people laugh, And bid me be advised how I tread.
A CT III. SILENT RESENTMENT DEEPEST. Smooth runs the water, where the brook is deep; And in his simple show he harbours treason. - A GUILTY COUNTENANCE. Upon thy eyeballs murderous tyranny Sits in grim majesty, to fright the world. DESCRIPTION OF A MURDERED PERSON.
See, how the blood is settled in his face!
* Wrapped up in disgrace; alluding to the sheet of penance. + oi pen
Oft have I seen a timely parted ghost",
A GOOD CONSCIENCE.
Whatstrongerbreast-platethanaheartuntainted? Thrice is he arm’d, that hath his quarrel just; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
A plague upon them! Wherefore should I curse them? Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan, I would invent as bitter-searching terms, As curst, as harsh, and horrible to hear, Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth, With full as many signs of deadly hate,
* A body become inanimate in the common course of nature;
to which violence has not brought a timeless end.
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As lean-fac’d Envy in her loathsome cave:
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And banished I am, if but from thee. Go, speak not to me; even now be gone.— O, go not yet!—Even thus two friends condemn'd Embrace, and kiss, and take ten thousand leaves, Loather a hundred times to part than die. Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee!
Suf. Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished, Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee. 'Tis not the land I care for, wert thou hence; A wilderness is populous enough, So Suffolk had thy heavenly company: For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world; And where thou art not, desolation.
DYING WITH THE PERSON BELOVED PREFERABLE TO PARTING.
If I depart from thee, I cannot live: And in thy sight to die, what were it else, But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap? Here could I breathe my soul into the air, As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe, Dying with mother's dug between its lips.
| THE DEATH-BED HORRORS OF A GUILTY CONSCIENCE,
Bring me unto my trial when you will. Died he not in his bed? where should he die? Can I make men live, whe'r they will or no? O! torture me no more, I will confess.Alive again? then show me where he is; I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him, He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them.— Comb down his hair; look! look! it stands upright, Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul!— Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.
The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful" day Is crept into the bosom of the sea; And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades That drag the tragic melancholy night; Who with their drowsy, slow, and flagging wings Clip dead men's graves, and from their misty jaws Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air.