The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Volume 6 |
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Page 290
... Some of thofe fev'n are dry'd by nature's course ; Some of those branches by the deft'nies cut : But Thomas , my dear lord , my life , my Glo'fter , One vial , full of Edward's facred blood , One flourishing branch of his moft royal ...
... Some of thofe fev'n are dry'd by nature's course ; Some of those branches by the deft'nies cut : But Thomas , my dear lord , my life , my Glo'fter , One vial , full of Edward's facred blood , One flourishing branch of his moft royal ...
Page 315
... Some unborn forrow , ripe in fortunes ' womb , Is coming tow'rd me ; and my inward foul W th nothing trembles , at fomething it grieves , More than with parting from my lord the king . BUSHY . Each substance of a grief hath twenty ...
... Some unborn forrow , ripe in fortunes ' womb , Is coming tow'rd me ; and my inward foul W th nothing trembles , at fomething it grieves , More than with parting from my lord the king . BUSHY . Each substance of a grief hath twenty ...
Page 333
... Some haunted by the ghofts they difpoffefs'd ; Some poifon'd by their wives , fome fleeping kill'd ; All murther'd . - For within the hollow crown , That rounds the mortal temples of a king , Keeps death his court ; and there the antick ...
... Some haunted by the ghofts they difpoffefs'd ; Some poifon'd by their wives , fome fleeping kill'd ; All murther'd . - For within the hollow crown , That rounds the mortal temples of a king , Keeps death his court ; and there the antick ...
Page 335
... some hope to grow , For I have none . Let no man speak again To alter this , for counsel is but vain . AUм . My liege , one word . K. RICH . He does me double wrong , That wounds me with the flatt'ries of his tongue . Discharge my ...
... some hope to grow , For I have none . Let no man speak again To alter this , for counsel is but vain . AUм . My liege , one word . K. RICH . He does me double wrong , That wounds me with the flatt'ries of his tongue . Discharge my ...
Page 340
... Some way of common trade , where fubjects ' feet May hourly trample on their fovereign's head ; For on my heart they tread now , whilft I live ; And , bury'd once , why not upon my head ? - Aumerle , thou weep'ft ; my tender - hearted ...
... Some way of common trade , where fubjects ' feet May hourly trample on their fovereign's head ; For on my heart they tread now , whilft I live ; And , bury'd once , why not upon my head ? - Aumerle , thou weep'ft ; my tender - hearted ...
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Page 529 - 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. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 302 - 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?
Page 418 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct.
Page 390 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Page 527 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst 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 306 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Page 390 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Page 462 - 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
Page 329 - 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 305 - York Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath; For all in vain comes counsel to his ear. Gaunt O but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain. For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.