Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, Volumen2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... bear ! I myself fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt . 15 SCENE Orleans in France . IV . Enter the Mafter - Gunner of Orleans , and his Boy . M. Gun . Sirrah , thou know'ft how Orleans is 20 befieg'd ; And how the English have the ...
... bear ! I myself fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt . 15 SCENE Orleans in France . IV . Enter the Mafter - Gunner of Orleans , and his Boy . M. Gun . Sirrah , thou know'ft how Orleans is 20 befieg'd ; And how the English have the ...
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... bears the better temper , Between two horfes , which doth bear him best , 15 Between two girls , which hath the merriest eye , I have , perhaps , fome fhallow fpirit of judgment : But in thefe nice fharp quillets of the law , Good faith ...
... bears the better temper , Between two horfes , which doth bear him best , 15 Between two girls , which hath the merriest eye , I have , perhaps , fome fhallow fpirit of judgment : But in thefe nice fharp quillets of the law , Good faith ...
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... bear the name . Capt . Here is Sir William Lucy , who with me Set from our o'er - match'd forces forth for aid . Enter Sir William Lucy . Som . How now , Sir William ? whither were you fent ? Lucy . Whither , my lord ? from bought and ...
... bear the name . Capt . Here is Sir William Lucy , who with me Set from our o'er - match'd forces forth for aid . Enter Sir William Lucy . Som . How now , Sir William ? whither were you fent ? Lucy . Whither , my lord ? from bought and ...
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... bear these harms . Soldiers , adieu ! I have what I would have , 15 Now my old arms are young John Talbot's grave . [ Dies . SCENE I. Continues near Bourdeaux . Char . H V. rescue in , 35 Lord Cromwell of Wingfield , lord Furnival of ...
... bear these harms . Soldiers , adieu ! I have what I would have , 15 Now my old arms are young John Talbot's grave . [ Dies . SCENE I. Continues near Bourdeaux . Char . H V. rescue in , 35 Lord Cromwell of Wingfield , lord Furnival of ...
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... bear the arms of York ,. Glo . My lord of Winchester , I know your mind ; ' Tis not my speeches that you do mislike , But ' tis my prefence that doth trouble you . Rancour will out : Proud prelate , in thy face I fee thy fury : if I ...
... bear the arms of York ,. Glo . My lord of Winchester , I know your mind ; ' Tis not my speeches that you do mislike , But ' tis my prefence that doth trouble you . Rancour will out : Proud prelate , in thy face I fee thy fury : if I ...
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Página 753 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Página 741 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Página 754 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Página 692 - 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.
Página 692 - O, 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 ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Página 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Página 753 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 744 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Página 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Página 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.