The plays of William Shakspeare, accurately pr. from the text of mr. Steevens's last ed., with a selection of the most important notes [collected by J. Nichols]. |
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... our old chronicles : but the original paffage may be feen at large in the introduction to the third volume of Reliques of ane cient English Poetry . PERCY . Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hand . He -18 KING JOHN .
... our old chronicles : but the original paffage may be feen at large in the introduction to the third volume of Reliques of ane cient English Poetry . PERCY . Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hand . He -18 KING JOHN .
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... English John : Embrace him , love him , give him welcome hither . Arth . God fhall forgive you Coeur - de - lion's death , The rather , that you give his offspring life , Shadowing their right under your wings of war : I give you ...
... English John : Embrace him , love him , give him welcome hither . Arth . God fhall forgive you Coeur - de - lion's death , The rather , that you give his offspring life , Shadowing their right under your wings of war : I give you ...
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... English , not eafily pronouncing Fe , funk into Our exclamations of applaufe are ftill borrowed , as brave aime , or aim . and encore . JOHNSON . Dr. Johnfon's first thought , I believe , is beft . So , in Beaumont and Fletcher's Love's ...
... English , not eafily pronouncing Fe , funk into Our exclamations of applaufe are ftill borrowed , as brave aime , or aim . and encore . JOHNSON . Dr. Johnfon's first thought , I believe , is beft . So , in Beaumont and Fletcher's Love's ...
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... English , and their discipline , Were harbour'd in their rude circumference . Then , tell us , fhall your city call us lord , In that behalf which we have challeng'd it ? Or fhall we give the fignal to our rage , And ftalk in blood to ...
... English , and their discipline , Were harbour'd in their rude circumference . Then , tell us , fhall your city call us lord , In that behalf which we have challeng'd it ? Or fhall we give the fignal to our rage , And ftalk in blood to ...
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... English mother , Whose fons lye fcatter'd on the bleeding ground : Many a widow's hufband groveling lies , Coldly embracing the difcolour'd earth ; And victory , with little lofs , doth play Upon the dancing banners of the French ; Who ...
... English mother , Whose fons lye fcatter'd on the bleeding ground : Many a widow's hufband groveling lies , Coldly embracing the difcolour'd earth ; And victory , with little lofs , doth play Upon the dancing banners of the French ; Who ...
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againſt allufion ancient anfwer Baft Bard Bardolph becauſe blood Boling Bolingbroke called caufe coufin death doft doth duke earl England Enter Exeunt expreffion fack faid Falstaff fame Faulconbridge fays fcene fear fecond feems fenfe fhall fhould fhow fignifies fince fir John firft foldiers fome foul fpeak fpeech fpirit France French ftand ftill fubject fuch fuppofe fweet fword Harfleur hath heaven Henry IV himſelf Hoft honour horfe JOHNSON Juft King Henry King John King Richard Lady laft lord mafter majefty MALONE means moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night noble Northumberland obferved paffage peace Percy perfon Pift play pleaſe Poins prefent prifoners prince purpoſe quarto reafon Richard II ſcene Shakspeare Shal ſhall Sir Dagonet Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON Weft whofe word
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Page 438 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Page 361 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
Page 116 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 627 - Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered, — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition: And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
Page 361 - 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 547 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion ; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience : for so work the...
Page 253 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box...
Page 439 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?