The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 10C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1807 |
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... lord Talbot was o'erthrown : The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last , this dreadful lord , Retiring from the siege of Orleans , Having full scarce six thousand in his troop , By three and twenty thousand ...
... lord Talbot was o'erthrown : The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last , this dreadful lord , Retiring from the siege of Orleans , Having full scarce six thousand in his troop , By three and twenty thousand ...
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... lord Scales with him , and lord Hungerford : Most of the rest slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ransome there is none but I shall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown shall be the ransome of my ...
... lord Scales with him , and lord Hungerford : Most of the rest slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ransome there is none but I shall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown shall be the ransome of my ...
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... lord protector ? 1 Ward . [ within ] The Lord protect him ! so we an- swer him : We do no otherwise than we are will'd . Glo . Who willed you ? or whose will stands , but mine ? There's none protector of the realm , but I.— Break up the ...
... lord protector ? 1 Ward . [ within ] The Lord protect him ! so we an- swer him : We do no otherwise than we are will'd . Glo . Who willed you ? or whose will stands , but mine ? There's none protector of the realm , but I.— Break up the ...
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... Lord , have mercy on us , wretched sinners ! Gar . O Lord , have mercy on me , woful man ! Tul . What chance is this , that suddenly hath cross'd us ? - Speak , Salisbury ; at least , if thou canst speak ; How far'st thou , mirror of ...
... Lord , have mercy on us , wretched sinners ! Gar . O Lord , have mercy on me , woful man ! Tul . What chance is this , that suddenly hath cross'd us ? - Speak , Salisbury ; at least , if thou canst speak ; How far'st thou , mirror of ...
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... lord Talbot , when the fight began , Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds , They did , amongst the troops of armed men , Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field . Bur . Myself ( as far as I could well discern , For smoke ...
... lord Talbot , when the fight began , Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds , They did , amongst the troops of armed men , Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field . Bur . Myself ( as far as I could well discern , For smoke ...
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Page 174 - And, seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven, Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, You cannot but forbear to murder me.
Page 292 - I smile, And cry, Content, to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Page 266 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Page 78 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Page 267 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects