The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumen4C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... look to't ; Farewell , Chatillon . [ Exeunt CHATILLON and PEMBROKE . Eli . What now , my son ? have I not ever said , How that ambitious Constance would not cease , Till she had kindled France , and all the world , Upon the right and ...
... look to't ; Farewell , Chatillon . [ Exeunt CHATILLON and PEMBROKE . Eli . What now , my son ? have I not ever said , How that ambitious Constance would not cease , Till she had kindled France , and all the world , Upon the right and ...
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... Look , where three farthings goes ! And , to his shape , were heir to all this land , ' Would , I might never stir from off this place , I'd give it every foot to have this face ; I would not be sir Nob in any case . Eli . I like thee ...
... Look , where three farthings goes ! And , to his shape , were heir to all this land , ' Would , I might never stir from off this place , I'd give it every foot to have this face ; I would not be sir Nob in any case . Eli . I like thee ...
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... Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face : These eyes , these brows , were moulded out of his : This little abstract doth contain that large , Which died in Geffrey ; and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume ...
... Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face : These eyes , these brows , were moulded out of his : This little abstract doth contain that large , Which died in Geffrey ; and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume ...
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... look to ' t ; i'faith , I will , i'faith . Blanch . O , well did he become that lion's robe , That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Bast . It lies as sightly on the back of him , As great Alcides ' shoes upon an ass : - But , ass , I ...
... look to ' t ; i'faith , I will , i'faith . Blanch . O , well did he become that lion's robe , That did disrobe the lion of that robe ! Bast . It lies as sightly on the back of him , As great Alcides ' shoes upon an ass : - But , ass , I ...
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... Look upon the years Of Lewis the Dauphin , and that lovely maid : If lusty love should go in quest of beauty , Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch ? If zealous love should go in search of virtue , Where should he find it purer ...
... Look upon the years Of Lewis the Dauphin , and that lovely maid : If lusty love should go in quest of beauty , Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch ? If zealous love should go in search of virtue , Where should he find it purer ...
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Página 90 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Página 117 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him 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 little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king...
Página 224 - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
Página 116 - Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills: And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Página 190 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
Página 41 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.