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Pagina 84
... horse might heave him none , " had been recited round many a hearth , from the old " histories . " A curious specimen of the legends of Sir Guy and Sir Bevis , from a black - letter quarto of the middle of the six- teenth century , is ...
... horse might heave him none , " had been recited round many a hearth , from the old " histories . " A curious specimen of the legends of Sir Guy and Sir Bevis , from a black - letter quarto of the middle of the six- teenth century , is ...
Pagina 97
... horse- litter . The representation in the following page of one form of this litter is from a drawing in the MS . History of the Kings of France ( Royal , 16 G. 6 ) , written at the commencement of the four- teenth century . In the ...
... horse- litter . The representation in the following page of one form of this litter is from a drawing in the MS . History of the Kings of France ( Royal , 16 G. 6 ) , written at the commencement of the four- teenth century . In the ...
Pagina 100
... horses and carriages . " *** " Yet the king himself , and a few others , escaped the violence of the waters , by following a good guide . " The Long Wash between Lynn and Boston was formerly a morass , intersected by roads of Roman ...
... horses and carriages . " *** " Yet the king himself , and a few others , escaped the violence of the waters , by following a good guide . " The Long Wash between Lynn and Boston was formerly a morass , intersected by roads of Roman ...
Pagina 136
... horse , to horse ! urge doubts to them that fear . WILLO . Hold out my horse , and I will first be there . SCENE II.The same . A Room in the Palace . Enter QUEEN , BUSHY , and BAGOT . BUSHY . Madam , your majesty is too much sad : You ...
... horse , to horse ! urge doubts to them that fear . WILLO . Hold out my horse , and I will first be there . SCENE II.The same . A Room in the Palace . Enter QUEEN , BUSHY , and BAGOT . BUSHY . Madam , your majesty is too much sad : You ...
Pagina 148
... horses ' hoofs : As a long - parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles , in meeting ; So , weeping - smiling , greet I thee , my earth , And do thee favour with my royal hands . Feed not thy sovereign's foe ...
... horses ' hoofs : As a long - parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles , in meeting ; So , weeping - smiling , greet I thee , my earth , And do thee favour with my royal hands . Feed not thy sovereign's foe ...
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Pagina 286 - Tis not due yet; I would be loth to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, '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 that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
Pagina 47 - 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.
Pagina 497 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, — Go forth, and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but by loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress {As, in good time, he may) from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit To welcome him ! much more (and much more cause) Did they this Harry.
Pagina 452 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot! Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry, "God...
Pagina 177 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas , poor Hi chard-! where rode he the whilst? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a- well-grac'd actor leaves the stage , Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, "God save him!
Pagina 428 - 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...
Pagina 225 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Pagina 248 - We two saw you four set on four ; you bound them, and were masters of their wealth. — Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. — Then did we two set on you four ; and, with a word, out-faced you from your prize, and have it ; yea, and can show it you here in the house...
Pagina 289 - Arm, arm, with speed ; — and, fellows, soldiers, friends, Better consider what you have to do, Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue, Can lift your blood up with persuasion. Enter a Messenger.
Pagina 351 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!