The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 2Blackie, 1888 - Manuscripts, English |
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... land buys not the child of me . Act II . scene 1. line 188 ,. 336 Dem . Lysander ! speak again : Thou runaway , thou coward , art thou fled ? Dem . I love thee not , therefore pursue me not . Act III . scene 2. line 442 , 351 Act II ...
... land buys not the child of me . Act II . scene 1. line 188 ,. 336 Dem . Lysander ! speak again : Thou runaway , thou coward , art thou fled ? Dem . I love thee not , therefore pursue me not . Act III . scene 2. line 442 , 351 Act II ...
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... the roof within my mouth , Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak . K. Rich . Exton , thy fierce hand Hath with the king's blood stain'd the king's own land . KING HENRY THE SIXTH . HUMPHREY , Duke of Gloucester. CONTENTS .
... the roof within my mouth , Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak . K. Rich . Exton , thy fierce hand Hath with the king's blood stain'd the king's own land . KING HENRY THE SIXTH . HUMPHREY , Duke of Gloucester. CONTENTS .
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... land of France . If , indeed , her mésalliance was the sole reason for her being entirely excluded from taking any part in the care and education of her own child , what more striking anomaly can there be , than this relentless ...
... land of France . If , indeed , her mésalliance was the sole reason for her being entirely excluded from taking any part in the care and education of her own child , what more striking anomaly can there be , than this relentless ...
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... land . What ! did my brother Henry spend his youth , His valour , coin , and people , in the wars ? [ Did he so often lodge in open field , In winter's cold and summer's parching heat , To conquer France , his true inheritance ? ] And ...
... land . What ! did my brother Henry spend his youth , His valour , coin , and people , in the wars ? [ Did he so often lodge in open field , In winter's cold and summer's parching heat , To conquer France , his true inheritance ? ] And ...
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... land beside : If Gloster be displac'd , he'll be protector . 4 Lordings = lords . Smoothing , flattering . Flattering gloss = " specious appearance given him by Hoise , overthrow ; literally , heave . flattery . " Buck . Thou or I ...
... land beside : If Gloster be displac'd , he'll be protector . 4 Lordings = lords . Smoothing , flattering . Flattering gloss = " specious appearance given him by Hoise , overthrow ; literally , heave . flattery . " Buck . Thou or I ...
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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.