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... Gent . Whither away so fast ? Sec . Gent . O , God save ye ! Even to the hall , to hear what shall become Of the great Duke of Buckingham . First Gent . I'll save you That labour , sir . All's now done , but the ceremony Of bringing ...
... Gent . Whither away so fast ? Sec . Gent . O , God save ye ! Even to the hall , to hear what shall become Of the great Duke of Buckingham . First Gent . I'll save you That labour , sir . All's now done , but the ceremony Of bringing ...
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... Gent . I am sorry for ' t . First Gent . So are a number more . Sec . Gent . But , pray , how pass'd it ? First Gent . I'll tell you in a little . The great duke Came to the bar ; where to his accusations He pleaded still not guilty and ...
... Gent . I am sorry for ' t . First Gent . So are a number more . Sec . Gent . But , pray , how pass'd it ? First Gent . I'll tell you in a little . The great duke Came to the bar ; where to his accusations He pleaded still not guilty and ...
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... Gent . First Gent . ' Tis likely , Sure , he does not ; By all conjectures : first , Kildare's attainder , Then deputy of Ireland ; who removed , Earl Surrey was sent thither , and in haste too , Lest he should help his father . Sec . Gent ...
... Gent . First Gent . ' Tis likely , Sure , he does not ; By all conjectures : first , Kildare's attainder , Then deputy of Ireland ; who removed , Earl Surrey was sent thither , and in haste too , Lest he should help his father . Sec . Gent ...
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... ( Gent . Mag . ) With no black envy shall I make my grave Martley conj , reading as a separate line . 89. forsake forsake me F4 . Keightley conjectures that a line is lost here . 92. may ... be ] be his rule Seymour conj . 101. now will ...
... ( Gent . Mag . ) With no black envy shall I make my grave Martley conj , reading as a separate line . 89. forsake forsake me F4 . Keightley conjectures that a line is lost here . 92. may ... be ] be his rule Seymour conj . 101. now will ...
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... Gent . What may it be ? Good angels keep it from us ! You do not doubt my faith , sir ? Sec . Gent . This secret is so weighty , ' twill require 121 . we are ] F , F2 . are we F3F4 . fortunes ] fortune Rowe . 122. most ] om . Pope . 127 ...
... Gent . What may it be ? Good angels keep it from us ! You do not doubt my faith , sir ? Sec . Gent . This secret is so weighty , ' twill require 121 . we are ] F , F2 . are we F3F4 . fortunes ] fortune Rowe . 122. most ] om . Pope . 127 ...
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Page 74 - And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many Summers in a sea of glory • But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 143 - In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong (Between whose endless jar justice resides) Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Page 74 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Page 112 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Page 69 - Nay then, farewell! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Page 144 - Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then...
Page 197 - Keeps honour bright; to have done is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way; For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast. Keep then the path; For Emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue.
Page 197 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue: if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by And leave you hindmost...
Page 76 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 198 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand; And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was: For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.