The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 16F. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... tongue speaks , my right - drawn sword may prove . 9 NOR . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal : " Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : The ...
... tongue speaks , my right - drawn sword may prove . 9 NOR . Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal : " Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : The ...
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... tongue Shall wound mine honour with such feeble wrong , Or sound so base a parle , my teeth shall tear The slavish motive of recanting fear ; 1 And spit it bleeding in his high disgrace , Where shame doth harbour , even in Mowbray's ...
... tongue Shall wound mine honour with such feeble wrong , Or sound so base a parle , my teeth shall tear The slavish motive of recanting fear ; 1 And spit it bleeding in his high disgrace , Where shame doth harbour , even in Mowbray's ...
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... tongue's use is to me no more , Than an unstringed viol or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up , Or , being open , put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony . Within my mouth you have engaol'd my tongue ...
... tongue's use is to me no more , Than an unstringed viol or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up , Or , being open , put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony . Within my mouth you have engaol'd my tongue ...
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... tongue a party - verdict gave R ; Why at our justice seem'st thou then to lower ? GAUNT . Things sweet to taste , prove in digestion sour . You urg'd me as a judge ; but I had rather , You would have bid me argue like a father : - 6 And ...
... tongue a party - verdict gave R ; Why at our justice seem'st thou then to lower ? GAUNT . Things sweet to taste , prove in digestion sour . You urg'd me as a judge ; but I had rather , You would have bid me argue like a father : - 6 And ...
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... tongue , Against my will to do myself this wrong . K. RICH . Cousin , farewell : -and , uncle , bid him so ; Six years we banish him , and he shall go . [ Flourish . Exeunt King RICHARD and Train . AUM . Cousin , farewell : what ...
... tongue , Against my will to do myself this wrong . K. RICH . Cousin , farewell : -and , uncle , bid him so ; Six years we banish him , and he shall go . [ Flourish . Exeunt King RICHARD and Train . AUM . Cousin , farewell : what ...
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Page 385 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? no : or an arm ? no : or take away the grief of a wound ? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then ? no. What is honour ? a word. What is in that word honour ? what is that honour ? air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? he that died o
Page 145 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 99 - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Page 210 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly. I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad...
Page 289 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the sooner it wears.
Page 204 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world...
Page 178 - When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Page 266 - I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, — Fie upon this quiet life ! I want work.
Page 34 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cased up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Page 305 - Why, so can I, or so can any man ; But will they come when you do call for them ? Glend.