The plays of William Shakspeare, accurately pr. from the text of mr. Steevens's last ed., with a selection of the most important notes [collected by J. Nichols]. |
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Page 112
... please , Thou may'st befriend me fo much , as to think I come one way of the Plantagenets . Hub . Unkind remembrance ! thou , and eyelefs night , Have done me shame : -Brave foldier , pardon me , That any accent , breaking from thy ...
... please , Thou may'st befriend me fo much , as to think I come one way of the Plantagenets . Hub . Unkind remembrance ! thou , and eyelefs night , Have done me shame : -Brave foldier , pardon me , That any accent , breaking from thy ...
Page 126
... please my fovereign , ) ere I move , What my tongue fpeaks , my right - drawn 3 fword may prove . Nor . Let not my cold words here accufe my zeal : Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can ...
... please my fovereign , ) ere I move , What my tongue fpeaks , my right - drawn 3 fword may prove . Nor . Let not my cold words here accufe my zeal : Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can ...
Page 157
... please ; if not , I pleas'd Not to be pardon'd , am content withal . Seek you to feize , and gripe into your hands , The royalties and rights of banifh'd Hereford ? Is not Gaunt dead ? and doth not Hereford live ? Was not Gaunt juft ...
... please ; if not , I pleas'd Not to be pardon'd , am content withal . Seek you to feize , and gripe into your hands , The royalties and rights of banifh'd Hereford ? Is not Gaunt dead ? and doth not Hereford live ? Was not Gaunt juft ...
Page 162
... please myself , I cannot do it ; yet I know no cause Why I fhould welcome fuch a guest as grief , Save bidding farewell to fo fweet a gueft As my fweet Richard : Yet , again , methinks , Some unborn forrow , ripe in fortune's womb , Is ...
... please myself , I cannot do it ; yet I know no cause Why I fhould welcome fuch a guest as grief , Save bidding farewell to fo fweet a gueft As my fweet Richard : Yet , again , methinks , Some unborn forrow , ripe in fortune's womb , Is ...
Page 174
... please to enter in the castle , And there repofe you for this night . Boling . An offer , uncle , that we will accept . But we must win your grace , to go with us To Bristol castle ; which , they fay , is held By Buthy , Bagot , and ...
... please to enter in the castle , And there repofe you for this night . Boling . An offer , uncle , that we will accept . But we must win your grace , to go with us To Bristol castle ; which , they fay , is held By Buthy , Bagot , and ...
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Page 438 - 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 361 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis 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 116 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 627 - Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered, — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition: And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
Page 361 - 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 547 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the...
Page 253 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box...
Page 439 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?