The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Volume 4J. and P. Knapton, 1747 |
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... Majefty's approach . [ Flourish . The trumpets found , and the King enters with his No- bles : when they are fet , Enter the Duke of Norfolk in arms , Defendant . K. Rich . Marshal , demand of yonder Champion The cause of his arrival ...
... Majefty's approach . [ Flourish . The trumpets found , and the King enters with his No- bles : when they are fet , Enter the Duke of Norfolk in arms , Defendant . K. Rich . Marshal , demand of yonder Champion The cause of his arrival ...
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... to touch the Lifts , Except the Marfhal , and fuch Officers Appointed to direct these fair designs . [ hand , And Boling . Lord Marshal , let me kifs my Sovereign's And bow my knee before his Majefty : For Mowbray King RICHARD II . 13.
... to touch the Lifts , Except the Marfhal , and fuch Officers Appointed to direct these fair designs . [ hand , And Boling . Lord Marshal , let me kifs my Sovereign's And bow my knee before his Majefty : For Mowbray King RICHARD II . 13.
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In Eight Volumes William Shakespeare William Warburton. And bow my knee before his Majefty : For Mowbray and my felf are like two men That vow a long and weary pilgrimage ; Then let us take a ceremonious Leave , And loving Farewel , of ...
In Eight Volumes William Shakespeare William Warburton. And bow my knee before his Majefty : For Mowbray and my felf are like two men That vow a long and weary pilgrimage ; Then let us take a ceremonious Leave , And loving Farewel , of ...
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... Majefty to vifit him . K. Rich . Where lyes he ? Bufby . At Ely - boufe . K. Rich . Now put it , heav'n , in his phyfician's mind , To help him to his Grave immediately : The lining of his coffers fhall make coats To deck our foldiers ...
... Majefty to vifit him . K. Rich . Where lyes he ? Bufby . At Ely - boufe . K. Rich . Now put it , heav'n , in his phyfician's mind , To help him to his Grave immediately : The lining of his coffers fhall make coats To deck our foldiers ...
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... Majefty , this Seat of Mars , This other Eden , demy Paradife , This fortrefs , built by Nature for her felf , Against infection , and the hand of war ; This happy Breed of men , this little world , This precious ftone fet in the filver ...
... Majefty , this Seat of Mars , This other Eden , demy Paradife , This fortrefs , built by Nature for her felf , Against infection , and the hand of war ; This happy Breed of men , this little world , This precious ftone fet in the filver ...
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Page 117 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Page 187 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Page 392 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Page 52 - All murder'd: for within the 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...
Page 411 - 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 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!
Page 281 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Page 249 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Page 187 - 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
Page 252 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Page 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...