The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 2Blackie, 1888 - Manuscripts, English |
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... friendship , childhood innocence ? Act III , scene 2. lines 404 , 405 , . 350 The fairy land buys not the child of me ... friends ? K. Rich . Fair cousin , you debase your princely knee To make the base earth proud with kissing it . Act ...
... friendship , childhood innocence ? Act III , scene 2. lines 404 , 405 , . 350 The fairy land buys not the child of me ... friends ? K. Rich . Fair cousin , you debase your princely knee To make the base earth proud with kissing it . Act ...
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... friends , and yet thoroughly appreciate the very distinct qualities of each other . In fact , as Shakespeare himself , in his own Prologue to Henry V. ( spoken by the Chorus ) , ridicules the scantiness of the devices by which battles ...
... friends , and yet thoroughly appreciate the very distinct qualities of each other . In fact , as Shakespeare himself , in his own Prologue to Henry V. ( spoken by the Chorus ) , ridicules the scantiness of the devices by which battles ...
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... friends , and yet thoroughly appreciate the very distinct qualities of each other . In fact , as Shakespeare himself , in his own Prologue to Henry V. ( spoken by the Chorus ) , ridicules the scantiness of the devices by which battles ...
... friends , and yet thoroughly appreciate the very distinct qualities of each other . In fact , as Shakespeare himself , in his own Prologue to Henry V. ( spoken by the Chorus ) , ridicules the scantiness of the devices by which battles ...
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... friends , and give to courtezans , Still revelling , like lords , till all be gone ; While as the silly10 owner of the goods Weeps over them , and wrings his hapless hands And shakes his head and trembling stands aloof , While all is ...
... friends , and give to courtezans , Still revelling , like lords , till all be gone ; While as the silly10 owner of the goods Weeps over them , and wrings his hapless hands And shakes his head and trembling stands aloof , While all is ...
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... friends ; It may be judg'd I made the duke away ; So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounded , And princes ' courts be fill'd with my reproach . This get I by his death : ay me , unhappy ! 70 To be a queen , and crown'd with ...
... friends ; It may be judg'd I made the duke away ; So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounded , And princes ' courts be fill'd with my reproach . This get I by his death : ay me , unhappy ! 70 To be a queen , and crown'd with ...
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Page 329 - And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon, And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound ; And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 432 - Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 416 - No matter where. Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 50 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school; and, whereas before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used and, contrary to the King his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.