 Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,...  The Oxford and Cambridge review - Page 2741846Full view - About this book
 | Michael Schulman, Eva Mekler - Drama - 1998 - 370 pages
...humour' d thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king! Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With...respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you nave but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends:... | |
 | 1984 - 440 pages
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 | Martin Coyle - Drama - 1999 - 196 pages
...Keeps death his Court, and there the Antique sits, Scoffing his State, and grinning at his Pomp! . . . Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood, With solemn reverence; throw away Respect, Obeysance, Form and Ceremonious Duty, For you have but mistook me all this while, I live with bread... | |
 | John Russell Brown - Theater - 1999 - 234 pages
...theatre, Shakespeare has made him touch on the simplest needs and feelings that belong to everyone: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends. (III. ii. 175-6) The same appeal is made no less confidently in the most gripping and highly wrought... | |
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