The Works of W. Shakespeare, Volume 2Bickers and Son, 1864 |
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Page 67
... true , I charge you , Not fearing the displeasure of your master , ( Which , on your just proceeding , I'll keep off , ) By him , and by this woman here , what know you ? Par . So please your majesty , my master hath been an honourable ...
... true , I charge you , Not fearing the displeasure of your master , ( Which , on your just proceeding , I'll keep off , ) By him , and by this woman here , what know you ? Par . So please your majesty , my master hath been an honourable ...
Page 80
... true cuckold but calamity , so beauty's a flower . - The lady bade take away the fool ; therefore , I say again , take her away . Oli . Sir , I bade them take away you . Clo . Misprision in the highest degree ! -Lady , cucullus non ...
... true cuckold but calamity , so beauty's a flower . - The lady bade take away the fool ; therefore , I say again , take her away . Oli . Sir , I bade them take away you . Clo . Misprision in the highest degree ! -Lady , cucullus non ...
Page 89
... true love's coming , That can sing both high and low : Trip no farther , pretty sweeting ; Journeys end in lovers ' meeting , Every wise man's son doth know . Sir And . Excellent good , i ' faith . Sir To . Good , good . Clo . What is ...
... true love's coming , That can sing both high and low : Trip no farther , pretty sweeting ; Journeys end in lovers ' meeting , Every wise man's son doth know . Sir And . Excellent good , i ' faith . Sir To . Good , good . Clo . What is ...
Page 92
... true - bred , and one that adores me : what o ' that ? Sir And . I was adored once too . Sir To . Let's to bed , knight . - Thou hadst need send for more money . Sir And . If I cannot recover your niece , I am a foul way out . Sir To ...
... true - bred , and one that adores me : what o ' that ? Sir And . I was adored once too . Sir To . Let's to bed , knight . - Thou hadst need send for more money . Sir And . If I cannot recover your niece , I am a foul way out . Sir To ...
Page 93
... true Did share it . Not a flower , not a flower sweet , On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corse , where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save , Lay me , O where Sad ...
... true Did share it . Not a flower , not a flower sweet , On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corse , where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save , Lay me , O where Sad ...
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Page 455 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 509 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey,...
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Page 129 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day.