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Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my
poor heart ; Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor
devoted servant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou dost confirm
his ...
Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my
poor heart ; Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor
devoted servant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou dost confirm
his ...
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... The precious image of our dear Redeemer , You straight are on your knees for
pardon , pardon ; And I , unjustly too , must grant it you : But for my brother , not a
man would speak ,Nor I ( ungracious ) speak unto myself For him , poor soul .
... The precious image of our dear Redeemer , You straight are on your knees for
pardon , pardon ; And I , unjustly too , must grant it you : But for my brother , not a
man would speak ,Nor I ( ungracious ) speak unto myself For him , poor soul .
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These both put by , a poor petitioner 14 , A care - craz'd mother to a many sons ,
A beauty - waning and distressed widow , Even in the afternoon of her best days ,
Made prize and purchase of his wanton eye , Seduc'd the pitch and height of all ...
These both put by , a poor petitioner 14 , A care - craz'd mother to a many sons ,
A beauty - waning and distressed widow , Even in the afternoon of her best days ,
Made prize and purchase of his wanton eye , Seduc'd the pitch and height of all ...
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Vain pomp , and glory of this world , I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : 0 ,
how wretched Is that poor man , that hangs on princes ' favours ! There is , betwixt
that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ...
Vain pomp , and glory of this world , I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : 0 ,
how wretched Is that poor man , that hangs on princes ' favours ! There is , betwixt
that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ...
Page 396
What things again most dear in the esteem , And poor in worth ! Now shall we
see to - morrow , An act that very chance doth throw upon him , Ajax renown'd . O
heavens , what some men do , While some men leave to do ! How some men ...
What things again most dear in the esteem , And poor in worth ! Now shall we
see to - morrow , An act that very chance doth throw upon him , Ajax renown'd . O
heavens , what some men do , While some men leave to do ! How some men ...
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Page 257 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 153 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree ; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty ! guilty ! I shall despair.
Page 336 - Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.
Page 257 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 40 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Page 396 - The present eye praises the present object : Then marvel not, thou great and complete man, That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax ; Since things in motion sooner catch the eye, Than what not stirs. The cry went once on thee, And still it might, and yet it may again, If thou would'st not entomb thyself alive, And case thy reputation in thy tent...
Page 251 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting: I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Page 259 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Page 261 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to Heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell! Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal I serv'd my king, He would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Page 152 - Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? For any good That I myself have done unto myself? O, no, alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself. I am a villain. Yet I lie; I am not. Fool, of thyself speak well. Fool, do not flatter. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
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| Title | The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Richard III. Henry VIII. Troilus and Cressida Volume 7 of The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Samuel Weller Singer |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Illustrated by | Thomas Stothard |
| Publisher | C. Whittingham, 1826 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
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