The Works of Shakespear: King Henry VI, pt. II-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... hand ; that are the fubftance Of that great fhadow I did represent : Το The fecond Part , & c . ] This and the Third Part were firft written under the Title of the Contention of York and Lancafter , printed in 1600 , but fince vaftly ...
... hand ; that are the fubftance Of that great fhadow I did represent : Το The fecond Part , & c . ] This and the Third Part were firft written under the Title of the Contention of York and Lancafter , printed in 1600 , but fince vaftly ...
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... hand , reach at the glorious Gold : What ! is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And , having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our heads to heaven : And never more abase our fight so low , As to vouchsafe ...
... hand , reach at the glorious Gold : What ! is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And , having both together heav'd it up , We'll both together lift our heads to heaven : And never more abase our fight so low , As to vouchsafe ...
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... hand : I fay , my Sovereign , York is meetest man To be your Regent in the Realm of France . Suf . Before we make ... hands . Laft time , I danc'd attendance on his will , Till Paris was befieg'd , famifh'd and loft . War . That I can ...
... hand : I fay , my Sovereign , York is meetest man To be your Regent in the Realm of France . Suf . Before we make ... hands . Laft time , I danc'd attendance on his will , Till Paris was befieg'd , famifh'd and loft . War . That I can ...
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... ; That time beft fits the work we have in hand . Madam , fit you , and fear not ; whom we raise , We will make faft within a hallow'd verge . [ Here [ Here they perform the Ceremonies , and make the The Second Part of King HENRY VI . 21.
... ; That time beft fits the work we have in hand . Madam , fit you , and fear not ; whom we raise , We will make faft within a hallow'd verge . [ Here [ Here they perform the Ceremonies , and make the The Second Part of King HENRY VI . 21.
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... hand [ Afide to Gloucefter . fword . Glo . True , uncle . Car . Are you advis'd ? The eaft fide of the Grove ? Glo . Cardinal , I am with you . K. Henry . Why , how now , uncle Glofter ? [ Afide . Glo . Talking of hawking ; nothing ...
... hand [ Afide to Gloucefter . fword . Glo . True , uncle . Car . Are you advis'd ? The eaft fide of the Grove ? Glo . Cardinal , I am with you . K. Henry . Why , how now , uncle Glofter ? [ Afide . Glo . Talking of hawking ; nothing ...
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Page 136 - 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.
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Page 224 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Page 199 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.