The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... leave . In Syracufa was I born , and wed Unto a woman , happy but for me ; And by me too , had not our hap been bad : With her I liv'd in joy ; our wealth increas'd , By profperous voyages I often made To Epidamnum ; ' till my factor's ...
... leave . In Syracufa was I born , and wed Unto a woman , happy but for me ; And by me too , had not our hap been bad : With her I liv'd in joy ; our wealth increas'd , By profperous voyages I often made To Epidamnum ; ' till my factor's ...
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... leave unsought , Or that , or any place that harbours men . But here muft end the ftory of my life ; And happy were I in my timely death , Could all my travels warrant me they live . Duke . Haplefs Ageon , whom the fates have markt To ...
... leave unsought , Or that , or any place that harbours men . But here muft end the ftory of my life ; And happy were I in my timely death , Could all my travels warrant me they live . Duke . Haplefs Ageon , whom the fates have markt To ...
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... leave battering , I had rather have it a head ; an you use thefe blows long , I must get a fconce for my head , and infconce it too , or else I fhall feek my wit in fhoulders : but , I pray , Sir , why am I beaten ? Ant . Doft thou not ...
... leave battering , I had rather have it a head ; an you use thefe blows long , I must get a fconce for my head , and infconce it too , or else I fhall feek my wit in fhoulders : but , I pray , Sir , why am I beaten ? Ant . Doft thou not ...
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... leave me , and be gone . Cour . Give me the ring of mine , you had at dinner , Or for my diamond the chain you promis'd , And I'll be gone , Sir , and not trouble you . S. Dro . Some devils afk but the parings of one's nail , a rush , a ...
... leave me , and be gone . Cour . Give me the ring of mine , you had at dinner , Or for my diamond the chain you promis'd , And I'll be gone , Sir , and not trouble you . S. Dro . Some devils afk but the parings of one's nail , a rush , a ...
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... leave thee , fo much money , To warrant thee , as I am ' refted for . My wife is in a wayward mood to day , And will not lightly truft the meffenger . That I fhould be attach'd in Ephefus , I tell you , ' twould found harshly in her ...
... leave thee , fo much money , To warrant thee , as I am ' refted for . My wife is in a wayward mood to day , And will not lightly truft the meffenger . That I fhould be attach'd in Ephefus , I tell you , ' twould found harshly in her ...
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Page 263 - 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 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Page 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Page 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 317 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.