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... fortunes . In Lambert Simnel's party , ' must command More than a fear , a terror to conspiracy . The high - born ... fortune who , in that age , traversed Europe with a band of mercenaries , ready to fight for the first person that ...
... fortunes . In Lambert Simnel's party , ' must command More than a fear , a terror to conspiracy . The high - born ... fortune who , in that age , traversed Europe with a band of mercenaries , ready to fight for the first person that ...
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... fortunes openly- sent , indeed , from the party of the conspirators here to understand the truth of what passed in Flanders , and not without some help of money from hence , to be provisionally delivered , if they were satisfied that ...
... fortunes openly- sent , indeed , from the party of the conspirators here to understand the truth of what passed in Flanders , and not without some help of money from hence , to be provisionally delivered , if they were satisfied that ...
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... in years , is old In honours , but nor eminent in titles [ N ] or in estate , that may support or add to The expectation of thy fortunes . Settle Thy will and reason by a strength of judgment , SCENE II . 21 PERKIN WARBECK .
... in years , is old In honours , but nor eminent in titles [ N ] or in estate , that may support or add to The expectation of thy fortunes . Settle Thy will and reason by a strength of judgment , SCENE II . 21 PERKIN WARBECK .
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... fortune Hath dull'd their spleens . Never had counterfeit Such a confused rabble of lost bankrupts For counsellors : first ... fortunes for a long while , " Bacon says , " and was indeed his principal counsellor and instrument in all his ...
... fortune Hath dull'd their spleens . Never had counterfeit Such a confused rabble of lost bankrupts For counsellors : first ... fortunes for a long while , " Bacon says , " and was indeed his principal counsellor and instrument in all his ...
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... fortunes : So English Richard , surnam'd Coeur - de - Lion , So Robert Bruce , our royal ancestor , Forced by the trial of the wrongs they felt , Both sought , and found supplies from foreign kings , To repossess their own ; then grudge ...
... fortunes : So English Richard , surnam'd Coeur - de - Lion , So Robert Bruce , our royal ancestor , Forced by the trial of the wrongs they felt , Both sought , and found supplies from foreign kings , To repossess their own ; then grudge ...
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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.