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... LORD , OUT of the darkness of a former age , ( enlightened by a late both ... Lord Ogle , Collins says , " jure materno , " was born in the year 1592 , and ... Bacon . He alludes to his " History of King Henry VII . " speaking why to do ...
... LORD , OUT of the darkness of a former age , ( enlightened by a late both ... Lord Ogle , Collins says , " jure materno , " was born in the year 1592 , and ... Bacon . He alludes to his " History of King Henry VII . " speaking why to do ...
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... Sir WILLIAM STANLEY . Earl of OXFORD , Earl of SURREY , and Lord DAWBENEY . - A Guard . K. Hen . STILL to be haunted ... Lord Bacon ; here we have almost his very words . " At this time , the king began to be haunted with spirits , by ...
... Sir WILLIAM STANLEY . Earl of OXFORD , Earl of SURREY , and Lord DAWBENEY . - A Guard . K. Hen . STILL to be haunted ... Lord Bacon ; here we have almost his very words . " At this time , the king began to be haunted with spirits , by ...
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... Sir , if no other abler reasons else Of duty or allegiance could divert A ... lord Geraldine , ) Francis lord Lovell , and the German baron , Bold Martin ... Bacon produces many good reasons , and advanced him first to the dignity of ...
... Sir , if no other abler reasons else Of duty or allegiance could divert A ... lord Geraldine , ) Francis lord Lovell , and the German baron , Bold Martin ... Bacon produces many good reasons , and advanced him first to the dignity of ...
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... lord . K. Hen . No matter -- phew ! he's but a running weed , At pleasure to ... Bacon says , were the only two who adventured their fortunes openly- sent ... Lord Bacon well accounts for this sudden resolution of the king . " The place ...
... lord . K. Hen . No matter -- phew ! he's but a running weed , At pleasure to ... Bacon says , were the only two who adventured their fortunes openly- sent ... Lord Bacon well accounts for this sudden resolution of the king . " The place ...
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... Lord Bacon says , upon the sea- coast of Kent , Sussex , and Norfolk , for sea - marks , or light - houses , to warn Perkin's people to avoid the coast . ' 66 But tell me , what new course now shapes duke SCENE III . 27 PERKIN WARBECK .
... Lord Bacon says , upon the sea- coast of Kent , Sussex , and Norfolk , for sea - marks , or light - houses , to warn Perkin's people to avoid the coast . ' 66 But tell me , what new course now shapes duke SCENE III . 27 PERKIN WARBECK .
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Page 466 - Cause I am poor, deform'd, and ignorant, And like a bow buckled and bent together By some more strong in mischiefs than myself; Must I for that be made a common sink For all the filth and rubbish of men's tongues To fall and run into...
Page 466 - ... filth and rubbish of men's tongues To fall and run into ? Some call me Witch, And being ignorant of myself, they go About to teach me how to be one ; urging, That my bad tongue (by their bad usage made so) Forespeaks their cattle, doth bewitch their corn, Themselves, their servants, and their babes at nurse. This they enforce upon me ; and in part Make me to credit it ; and here comes one Of my chief adversaries.
Page 126 - We'll lead them on courageously ; I read A triumph over tyranny upon Their several foreheads. Faint not in the moment Of victory ! our ends, and Warwick's head, Innocent Warwick's head, (for we are prologue But to his tragedy) conclude the wonder Of Henry's fears ;7 and then the glorious race Of fourteen kings, Plantagenets, determines In this last issue male...
Page 93 - Duresme, a wise man, and one that could see through the present to the future, doubting as much before, had caused his castle of Norham to be strongly fortified, and furnished with all kind of munition : and had manned it likewise with a very great number of tall soldiers, more than for the proportion of the castle, reckoning rather upon a sharp assault, than a long siege. And...
Page 521 - Saw. I am dried up With cursing and with madness ; and have yet No blood to moisten these sweet lips of thine. Stand on thy hind-legs up. Kiss me, my Tommy ; And rub away some wrinkles on my brow. By making my old ribs to shrug for joy Of thy fine tricks.
Page 518 - A witch ! who is not ? Hold not that universal name in scorn, then. What are your painted things in princes' courts, Upon whose eyelids lust sits, blowing fires To burn men's souls in sensual hot desires, Upon whose naked paps a lecher's thought Acts sin in fouler shapes than can be wrought ? Just.
Page 91 - More loth to part with such a great example Of virtue than all other mere respects. But, sir, my last suit is, you will not force From me what you have given, — this chaste lady, Resolved on all extremes.
Page 485 - Adonis scarfed in modesties ; And still as wanton Cupid blows love-fires, Adonis quenches out unchaste desires ; And from these two I briefly do imply A perfect emblem of thy modesty. Then, prithee, dear, maintain no more dispute, For when thou speak'st, it's fit all tongues be mute.
Page 415 - CAST away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy to-morrow: Money is trash; and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, Fortune will send it.
Page 378 - Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu ! she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.