The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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... hast thou been blind ? Simp . O born fo , Master . Glo . What , and would't climb a Tree ? Simp . But that in all my Life , when I was a Youth , Wife . Too true , and bought his climbing very dear . Glo . Mafs , thou lov'ft Plums well ...
... hast thou been blind ? Simp . O born fo , Master . Glo . What , and would't climb a Tree ? Simp . But that in all my Life , when I was a Youth , Wife . Too true , and bought his climbing very dear . Glo . Mafs , thou lov'ft Plums well ...
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... hast done . I rather would have loft my Life betimes , Than bring a burthen of Difhonour home , By ftaying there fo long , till all were loft . Shew me one Scar character'd on thy Skin : Mens Flesh preferv'd fo whole , do feldom win . 9 ...
... hast done . I rather would have loft my Life betimes , Than bring a burthen of Difhonour home , By ftaying there fo long , till all were loft . Shew me one Scar character'd on thy Skin : Mens Flesh preferv'd fo whole , do feldom win . 9 ...
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... hast thou vanquish'd him , For Hand to Hand he would have vanquish'd thee ; Now my Soul's Palace is become a Prison : Ah , would fhe break from hence , that this my Body Might in the Ground be clofed up in reft ; For never henceforth ...
... hast thou vanquish'd him , For Hand to Hand he would have vanquish'd thee ; Now my Soul's Palace is become a Prison : Ah , would fhe break from hence , that this my Body Might in the Ground be clofed up in reft ; For never henceforth ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with ..., Volume 4 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with ..., Volume 4 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., Volume 4 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1714 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alarum anſwer Arms art thou Baft Becauſe Blood Brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Crown curfe Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Humphry Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Henry Exeunt Exit faid falfe Father fear felves fhall fhould fight firft flain Foes fome fpeak France Friends ftand ftay ftill fuch fweet Glofter Grace Hand hath Heart Heav'n Henry's himſelf Honour Houſe Iden Jack Cade John of Gaunt loft Lord Lord Protector Love Madam Mafter Majefty Margaret muft muſt ne'er Noble Peace Plantagenet pleaſe Pleaſure Poft prefently Prifoner Prince Protector Pucel Queen reft Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Rofe Salisbury ſhall Soldiers Somerfet Soul Sovereign ſpeak ſtand Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art thou shalt thouſand Traitor Treafon unto Warwick whofe wilt
Passagens conhecidas
Página 375 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Página 375 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Página 376 - ... treachery? O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth! And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Página 375 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? O, yes! it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His...