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Page xii
... thou fond many , with what loud applause Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke , Before he was what thou wouldst have him be ! And being now trimm'd in thine own desires , Thou , beastly feeder , art so full of him , That thou ...
... thou fond many , with what loud applause Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke , Before he was what thou wouldst have him be ! And being now trimm'd in thine own desires , Thou , beastly feeder , art so full of him , That thou ...
Page xxxiv
... thou shalt go . Iohn . Oh sir , I haue a great many shooes at home to Cobble . Wife . I pray you let him go home againe . Cap . Tush , I care not , thou shalt go . Iohn . Oh wife , and you had been a louing wife to me , This had not ...
... thou shalt go . Iohn . Oh sir , I haue a great many shooes at home to Cobble . Wife . I pray you let him go home againe . Cap . Tush , I care not , thou shalt go . Iohn . Oh wife , and you had been a louing wife to me , This had not ...
Page xxxvi
... thou thinke the time so long , That thou wouldest haue it before the Breath be out of my mouth ? Hen . V. Most soueraign Lord and welbeloved father , I came into your Chamber to comfort the melancholy Soule of your bodie , and finding ...
... thou thinke the time so long , That thou wouldest haue it before the Breath be out of my mouth ? Hen . V. Most soueraign Lord and welbeloved father , I came into your Chamber to comfort the melancholy Soule of your bodie , and finding ...
Page xxxvii
... thou art ? what man he is a king now . Ned . Hold thée , heres a couple of Angels for thée , And get thée gone , for the King wil not be long Before he come this way : And hereafter I wil tel the king of thée . Iock . Oh how it did me ...
... thou art ? what man he is a king now . Ned . Hold thée , heres a couple of Angels for thée , And get thée gone , for the King wil not be long Before he come this way : And hereafter I wil tel the king of thée . Iock . Oh how it did me ...
Page xxxviii
... thou saist I am changed , So I am indeed , and so must thou be , and that quickly , Or else I must cause thée to be chaunged . Iock . Gogs wounds , how like you this ? Sownds tis not so swéete as Musicke . Tom . I trust we haue not ...
... thou saist I am changed , So I am indeed , and so must thou be , and that quickly , Or else I must cause thée to be chaunged . Iock . Gogs wounds , how like you this ? Sownds tis not so swéete as Musicke . Tom . I trust we haue not ...
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Page 20 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me : the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing that tends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented on me : I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Page 187 - Laud be to God ! — even there my life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem ; Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land. — But bear me to that chamber ; there I'll lie ; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
Page 164 - It ascends me into the brain ; dries me there all the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it ; makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble fiery and delectable shapes ; which, delivered o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit.
Page 110 - Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs...
Page 186 - Therefore, my Harry, Be it thy course, to busy giddy minds With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out, May waste the memory of the former days.
Page 113 - God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea; and other times to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book and sit him down and die.
Page 219 - King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and...