The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volume 8 |
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... heart and hands thou hast at once subdued . Excellent Pucelle , if thy name be so , Let me thy servant , and not sovereign be . ' Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus . Pu . I must not yield to any rites of love ; For my ...
... heart and hands thou hast at once subdued . Excellent Pucelle , if thy name be so , Let me thy servant , and not sovereign be . ' Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus . Pu . I must not yield to any rites of love ; For my ...
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... . But , O ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart ! Whom with my bare fists I would execute , If I now had him brought into my power . Sal . Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert enter- SCENE IV . KING HENRY VI . - PART I. 27.
... . But , O ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart ! Whom with my bare fists I would execute , If I now had him brought into my power . Sal . Yet tell'st thou not how thou wert enter- SCENE IV . KING HENRY VI . - PART I. 27.
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... heart . Sal . I grieve to hear what torments you en- dured ; But we will be revenged sufficiently . Now it is supper - time in Orleans : Here , thorough this grate , I count each one , And view the Frenchmen how they fortify . Let us ...
... heart . Sal . I grieve to hear what torments you en- dured ; But we will be revenged sufficiently . Now it is supper - time in Orleans : Here , thorough this grate , I count each one , And view the Frenchmen how they fortify . Let us ...
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... heart , he cannot be revenged . Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you : Pucelle or puzzel , 1 dolphin or dogfish , Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels , And make a quagmire of your mingled brains . Convey me Salisbury into ...
... heart , he cannot be revenged . Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you : Pucelle or puzzel , 1 dolphin or dogfish , Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels , And make a quagmire of your mingled brains . Convey me Salisbury into ...
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... always serve them well . Count . With all my heart ; and think me ho- nored To feast so great a warrior in my house . [ Exeunt . 1 Reported . Opie , del . KN KEMAY London . SCENE IV 44 ACT II . KING HENRY VI . - PART I.
... always serve them well . Count . With all my heart ; and think me ho- nored To feast so great a warrior in my house . [ Exeunt . 1 Reported . Opie , del . KN KEMAY London . SCENE IV 44 ACT II . KING HENRY VI . - PART I.
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Page 242 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school; and whereas before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and contrary to the King his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Page 411 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Page 327 - Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond...
Page 20 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.