The Works of Shakespeare, 3±ÇJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... Philip , King of France . Lewis , the Dauphin . Arch - Duke of Austria . Cardinal Pandulpho , the Pope's Legate . Melun , a French Lord . Chatilion , Ambassador from France to King John . Elinor , Queen Mother of England . Conftance ...
... Philip , King of France . Lewis , the Dauphin . Arch - Duke of Austria . Cardinal Pandulpho , the Pope's Legate . Melun , a French Lord . Chatilion , Ambassador from France to King John . Elinor , Queen Mother of England . Conftance ...
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... - fourth Year of his Life ; and takes in only fome Transactions of his Reign to the Time of his Demife , being an Interval of about feven- teen Years . P 2 Chat . Chat . Philip of France , in right and true (1) The LIFE and DEATH of ...
... - fourth Year of his Life ; and takes in only fome Transactions of his Reign to the Time of his Demife , being an Interval of about feven- teen Years . P 2 Chat . Chat . Philip of France , in right and true (1) The LIFE and DEATH of ...
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William Shakespeare. Chat . Philip of France , in right and true behalf Of thy deceased brother Geffry's fon , Artbur Plantagenet , lays lawful claim To this fair ifland , and the territories : To ... Philip of France, in right and true ...
William Shakespeare. Chat . Philip of France , in right and true behalf Of thy deceased brother Geffry's fon , Artbur Plantagenet , lays lawful claim To this fair ifland , and the territories : To ... Philip of France, in right and true ...
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... Philip , his Brother . Phil . Your faithful fubject , I , a gentleman Born in Northamptonshire , and eldest fon , As I fuppofe , to Robert Faulconbridge . A foldier , by the honour - giving hand Of C©«ur de lion knighted in the field . K ...
... Philip , his Brother . Phil . Your faithful fubject , I , a gentleman Born in Northamptonshire , and eldest fon , As I fuppofe , to Robert Faulconbridge . A foldier , by the honour - giving hand Of C©«ur de lion knighted in the field . K ...
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... Philip , my Liege , fo is my name begun ; . Philip , good old Sir Robert's wife's eldeft fon . ( 3 ) -- my Face so thin , That in mine Ear I durft not stick a Rose , Left Men fhould fay , Look , where three - farthings goes ! ] In this ...
... Philip , my Liege , fo is my name begun ; . Philip , good old Sir Robert's wife's eldeft fon . ( 3 ) -- my Face so thin , That in mine Ear I durft not stick a Rose , Left Men fhould fay , Look , where three - farthings goes ! ] In this ...
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246 ÆäÀÌÁö - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
376 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
133 ÆäÀÌÁö - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
407 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
97 ÆäÀÌÁö - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.