Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, Volume 1Harper & Brothers, 1847 |
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Page 38
... grace in writing , that approves his art . For the first , [ Marlowe ] whose learning I reverence , and at the perusing of Greene's book struck out what then in conscience I thought he in some displeasure writ , or had it been true ...
... grace in writing , that approves his art . For the first , [ Marlowe ] whose learning I reverence , and at the perusing of Greene's book struck out what then in conscience I thought he in some displeasure writ , or had it been true ...
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... grace occasions , let it be our suit , That you have bid us ask his liberty ; Which for our goods we do no further ask , Than whereupon our weal , on you depending , Counts it your weal he have his liberty . K. John . Let it be so : I ...
... grace occasions , let it be our suit , That you have bid us ask his liberty ; Which for our goods we do no further ask , Than whereupon our weal , on you depending , Counts it your weal he have his liberty . K. John . Let it be so : I ...
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... grace the gentry of a land remote , And follow unacquainted colours here ? What , here ? -Ő nation , that thou could'st remove ! That Neptune's arms , who clippeth thee about , Would bear thee from the knowledge of thyself , And grapple ...
... grace the gentry of a land remote , And follow unacquainted colours here ? What , here ? -Ő nation , that thou could'st remove ! That Neptune's arms , who clippeth thee about , Would bear thee from the knowledge of thyself , And grapple ...
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... grace's pardon , and , I hope , I had it . This is my fault : as for the rest appeal'd , It issues from the rancour of a villain , A recreant and most degenerate traitor ; Which in myself I boldly will defend , And interchangeably hurl ...
... grace's pardon , and , I hope , I had it . This is my fault : as for the rest appeal'd , It issues from the rancour of a villain , A recreant and most degenerate traitor ; Which in myself I boldly will defend , And interchangeably hurl ...
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... grace of God and this mine arm , To prove him , in defending of myself , A traitor to my God , my king , and me : And , as I truly fight , defend me heaven ! Trumpets sound . Enter BOLINGBROKE , in armour , preceded by a Herald . K ...
... grace of God and this mine arm , To prove him , in defending of myself , A traitor to my God , my king , and me : And , as I truly fight , defend me heaven ! Trumpets sound . Enter BOLINGBROKE , in armour , preceded by a Herald . K ...
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Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, Volume 2 John Payne Collier,Charles Knight No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 12 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Page 44 - 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 97 - My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Page 25 - 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 deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Page 11 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate...
Page 17 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
Page 97 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor Muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Page 98 - AN EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET, W. SHAKESPEARE. WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument. For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the...