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... better It must be himself , then . Proud lord , thou liest ; Have burnt that tongue than said so . Sur . Thy ambition , Thou scarlet sin , robb'd this bewailing land Of noble Buckingham , my father - in - law : The heads of all thy ...
... better It must be himself , then . Proud lord , thou liest ; Have burnt that tongue than said so . Sur . Thy ambition , Thou scarlet sin , robb'd this bewailing land Of noble Buckingham , my father - in - law : The heads of all thy ...
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... better . For your stubborn answer , About the giving back the great seal to us , The king shall know it , and , no doubt , shall thank So fare you well , my little good lord cardinal . you . [ Exeunt all but WOLSEY . Wol . So farewell ...
... better . For your stubborn answer , About the giving back the great seal to us , The king shall know it , and , no doubt , shall thank So fare you well , my little good lord cardinal . you . [ Exeunt all but WOLSEY . Wol . So farewell ...
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... better able to bear their sickness , they walked on their way , and came yet nearer and nearer , where were orchards , vineyards , and gardens , and their gates opened into the highway . Now , as they came up to these places , behold ...
... better able to bear their sickness , they walked on their way , and came yet nearer and nearer , where were orchards , vineyards , and gardens , and their gates opened into the highway . Now , as they came up to these places , behold ...
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... better sweets to prove ; Venus now wakes , and wakens Love . Come , let us our rites begin ; ' Tis only day - light that makes sin . Come , knit hands , and beat the ground In a light fantastick round . [ They dance . Break off , break ...
... better sweets to prove ; Venus now wakes , and wakens Love . Come , let us our rites begin ; ' Tis only day - light that makes sin . Come , knit hands , and beat the ground In a light fantastick round . [ They dance . Break off , break ...
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... better thank'd , His praise due paid : For swinish Gluttony Ne'er looks to Heaven amidst his gorgeous feast , But with besotted base ingratitude Crams , and blasphemes his Feeder . Shall I go on ? Or have I said enough ? To him that ...
... better thank'd , His praise due paid : For swinish Gluttony Ne'er looks to Heaven amidst his gorgeous feast , But with besotted base ingratitude Crams , and blasphemes his Feeder . Shall I go on ? Or have I said enough ? To him that ...
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7 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
67 ÆäÀÌÁö - And sullen Moloch fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste.
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - NOW entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret .whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber
46 ÆäÀÌÁö - There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out. For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers, Which is both healthful and good husbandry: Besides, they are our outward consciences, And preachers to us all, admonishing That we should dress us fairly for our end.
235 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
24 ÆäÀÌÁö - Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not err, there does a sable cloud •Turn forth her silver lining on the night...
66 ÆäÀÌÁö - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - But he, her fears to cease, Sent down the meek-eyed Peace ; She crown'd with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing ; And waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes a universal peace through sea and land.
130 ÆäÀÌÁö - Being. Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week, not only as it refreshes in their minds the notions of religion, but as it puts both the sexes upon appearing in their most agreeable forms, and exerting all such qualities as are apt to give them a figure in the eye of the village. A...
47 ÆäÀÌÁö - O God of battles ! steel my soldiers' hearts ! Possess them not with fear ; take from them now The sense of reckoning, if the opposed numbers Pluck their hearts from them! — Not to-day, O Lord, 0 not to-day, think not upon the fault My father made in compassing the crown...