The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 6; Volume 70Macmillan, 1865 |
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... sound F3F4 . 165. I think ... cruel ] As two lines , the first ending think , in Ff . One ' Tis woeful . [ Exeunt . line in Pope , reading you've for you have . is't ] is it Delius . 169. think ] talk Anon conj . J45 150 155 160 165 ...
... sound F3F4 . 165. I think ... cruel ] As two lines , the first ending think , in Ff . One ' Tis woeful . [ Exeunt . line in Pope , reading you've for you have . is't ] is it Delius . 169. think ] talk Anon conj . J45 150 155 160 165 ...
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... sound : stand close , the queen is coming . THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION . I. A lively Flourish of Trumpets . 2 . Then two Judges . 3 . [ Hautboys . LORD CHANCELLOR , with purse and mace before him . 4. Choristers , singing . Musicians ...
... sound : stand close , the queen is coming . THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION . I. A lively Flourish of Trumpets . 2 . Then two Judges . 3 . [ Hautboys . LORD CHANCELLOR , with purse and mace before him . 4. Choristers , singing . Musicians ...
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... sound not my disgrace ! For certain , This is of purpose laid by some that hate me— God turn their hearts ! I never sought their malice- 15 To quench mine honour : they would shame to make me Wait else at door , a fellow - councillor ...
... sound not my disgrace ! For certain , This is of purpose laid by some that hate me— God turn their hearts ! I never sought their malice- 15 To quench mine honour : they would shame to make me Wait else at door , a fellow - councillor ...
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... sound . Crom . Gar . Not sound , I say . Crom . Not sound ? Would you were half so honest ! Men's prayers then would seek you , not their fears . Gar . I shall remember this bold language . Crom . Remember your bold life too . Chan ...
... sound . Crom . Gar . Not sound , I say . Crom . Not sound ? Would you were half so honest ! Men's prayers then would seek you , not their fears . Gar . I shall remember this bold language . Crom . Remember your bold life too . Chan ...
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... sound cudgel of four foot- You see the poor remainder - could distribute , I made no spare , Port . sir . You did nothing , sir . Man . I am not Samson , nor Sir Guy , nor Colbrand , To mow ' em down before me : but if I spared any That ...
... sound cudgel of four foot- You see the poor remainder - could distribute , I made no spare , Port . sir . You did nothing , sir . Man . I am not Samson , nor Sir Guy , nor Colbrand , To mow ' em down before me : but if I spared any That ...
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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.