William Shakespeare: His Life, His Works, and His TeachingMelville & Mullen, 1903 - 410 pages |
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... Exeunt Hostess , Francis , and Bardolph . Re - enter BARDOLPH running . Bardolph . - O , my lord , my lord : the sheriff with a most monstrous watch , is at the door . Falstaff . - Out , you rogue ! play out the play ; I have much to ...
... Exeunt Hostess , Francis , and Bardolph . Re - enter BARDOLPH running . Bardolph . - O , my lord , my lord : the sheriff with a most monstrous watch , is at the door . Falstaff . - Out , you rogue ! play out the play ; I have much to ...
Page 80
... Exeunt King and train . Falstaff - Master Shallow , I owe you a thousand pound . Shallow .-- Ay , marry , Sir John , which I beseech you , to let me have home with me . Falstaff . That can hardly be , Master Shallow . Do not you grieve ...
... Exeunt King and train . Falstaff - Master Shallow , I owe you a thousand pound . Shallow .-- Ay , marry , Sir John , which I beseech you , to let me have home with me . Falstaff . That can hardly be , Master Shallow . Do not you grieve ...
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... Exeunt . Alarum , and chambers go off . The Fifth Scene of the Third Act depicts the con- sternation of the French Court at Henry's progress , and their determination to crush him with overwhelming force . His small army being already ...
... Exeunt . Alarum , and chambers go off . The Fifth Scene of the Third Act depicts the con- sternation of the French Court at Henry's progress , and their determination to crush him with overwhelming force . His small army being already ...
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... Exeunt Soldiers . Whose sense no more can feel but his own wringing ! What infinite heart's ease must kings neglect , That private men enjoy ! And what have kings , that privates have not too , Save ceremony , save general ceremony ...
... Exeunt Soldiers . Whose sense no more can feel but his own wringing ! What infinite heart's ease must kings neglect , That private men enjoy ! And what have kings , that privates have not too , Save ceremony , save general ceremony ...
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... Exeunt . SCENE II . THE FRENCH CAMP . Enter DAUPHIN , ORLEANS , RAMBURES , and others . Enter CONSTABLE . Dauphin . - Now , my lord Constable ! Constable . - Hark , how our steeds for present service neigh . Dauphin . Mount them , and ...
... Exeunt . SCENE II . THE FRENCH CAMP . Enter DAUPHIN , ORLEANS , RAMBURES , and others . Enter CONSTABLE . Dauphin . - Now , my lord Constable ! Constable . - Hark , how our steeds for present service neigh . Dauphin . Mount them , and ...
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William Shakespeare: His Life, His Works, and His Teaching (Classic Reprint) George William Rusden No preview available - 2017 |
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Page 197 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 148 - I have of late (but wherefore I know not) lost all my mirth, foregone all custom of exercises : and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile prom'ontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
Page 404 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 137 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted...
Page 302 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 221 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Page 197 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before.
Page 184 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands: But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Page 177 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
Page 145 - And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But bear me stiffly up! — Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And. thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.