...his state, and grinning at Ms pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain...walls about our life Were brass impregnable ; and honored thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle- wall — and — farewell...

...his state, and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain...walls about our life Were brass impregnable ; and honored thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle- wall — and — farewell...

...urn. Is Bushy, Green, and the earl of Wiltshire, dead? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father} with his...walls about our life, Were brass impregnable ; and, humor'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle-wall, and — farewell...

...hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps Death his Court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state, and grinning at his pomp...walls about our life, Were brass impregnable ; and, humour' d thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell...

...hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of the king, Keeps Death his court ; and there the antic sits Scoffing his state., and grinning at his pomp...with self, and vain conceit, — As if this flesh which'walls about our life Were brass impregnable ; and humour'd thus Comes at the last, and with a...

...Scoffing his state, and grinning at his pomp ; Allowing him a breath, a little scene To monarehize, he fear'd, and kill with looks , Infusing him with self...walls about our life, Were brass impregnable ; and humor'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle walls, and farewell...

...his state, and grinning at his pomp : Allowing him a breath, a little scene To monarchise, be feared, and kill with looks ; Infusing him with self and vain...walls about our life, Were brass impregnable : and humoured thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle-walls, and — farewell,...

...death, And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories...the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle-wall, and — farewell king ! Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence...

...the ghosts they have depos'd ; Some poison'd by their wives, some sleeping kill'd; All murdertt : — For within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal...scene To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks ; Infusmg him with self and vain conceit,— As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass...

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