The Plays of William Shakspeare. In Fifteen Volumes: King John. Richard II. Henry IV, pt. IH. Baldwin, 1793 |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 70
Page 7
... peace : Be thou as lightning ' in the eyes of France ; For ere thou canft report I will be there , The thunder of my cannon fhall be heard : " Mark hym that fhowes ye Tragedies , 66 Thyne owne famylyar frende , " By whom ye Spaniard's ...
... peace : Be thou as lightning ' in the eyes of France ; For ere thou canft report I will be there , The thunder of my cannon fhall be heard : " Mark hym that fhowes ye Tragedies , 66 Thyne owne famylyar frende , " By whom ye Spaniard's ...
Page 30
... peace of heaven is theirs , that lift their fwords In fuch a juft and charitable war . K. Pul . Well then , to work ; our cannon fhall be bent Against the brows of this refifting town.- Call for our chiefeft men of difcipline , 5that ...
... peace of heaven is theirs , that lift their fwords In fuch a juft and charitable war . K. Pul . Well then , to work ; our cannon fhall be bent Against the brows of this refifting town.- Call for our chiefeft men of difcipline , 5that ...
Page 31
... peace , which here we urge in war ; And then we shall repent each drop of blood , That hot rash hafte fo indirectly shed . Enter CHATILLON . K. PHI . A wonder , lady ! -lo , upon thy wish , Our meffenger Chatillon is arriv'd.- What ...
... peace , which here we urge in war ; And then we shall repent each drop of blood , That hot rash hafte fo indirectly shed . Enter CHATILLON . K. PHI . A wonder , lady ! -lo , upon thy wish , Our meffenger Chatillon is arriv'd.- What ...
Page 33
... Peace be to France ; if France in permit Our juft and lineal entrance to our own ! peace If not ; bleed France , and peace ascend to heaven ! Whiles we , God's wrathful agent , do correct Their proud contempt that beat his peace to hea ...
... Peace be to France ; if France in permit Our juft and lineal entrance to our own ! peace If not ; bleed France , and peace ascend to heaven ! Whiles we , God's wrathful agent , do correct Their proud contempt that beat his peace to hea ...
Page 36
... Peace ! BAST . AUST . Hear the crier . " What the devil art thou ? BAST . One that will play the devil , fir , with you , An ' a may catch your hide and you alone . " You are the hare of whom the proverb goes , Whofe valour plucks dead ...
... Peace ! BAST . AUST . Hear the crier . " What the devil art thou ? BAST . One that will play the devil , fir , with you , An ' a may catch your hide and you alone . " You are the hare of whom the proverb goes , Whofe valour plucks dead ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
againſt alfo anſwer baftard BAST becauſe blood BOLING Bolingbroke called coufin death doft doth duke Earl England Engliſh Exeunt expreffion eyes fack faid Falſtaff fame Faulconbridge fays fcene fear fecond feems fenfe fhall fhould fignifies firft firſt flain folio fome forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirits ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fweet fword Gaunt grief Harry Percy hath heaven Henry VI Hiftory himſelf Holinfhed honour horſe itſelf JOHNSON King Henry King John King Richard lady laft loft lord majefty MALONE means meaſure Mortimer moſt muft muſt myſelf night obferves old copies Oldcastle paffage Percy perfon POINS Pope prefent Prince prince of Wales purpoſe quarto Queen Rape of Lucrece reafon Richard III ſay ſcene Shakspeare ſhall Sir John Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe word
Popular passages
Page 126 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 112 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 76 - As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
Page 120 - I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Page 361 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Page 392 - Took it in snuff; and still he smil'd and talk'd ; And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Page 391 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Page 490 - GLENDOWER I can call spirits from the vasty deep. HOTSPUR Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them?
Page 589 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit : To die is to be a counterfeit ; for he. is but the counterfeit of a man, who hath not the life of a man...
Page 570 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it 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.