The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 5J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 100
Page 12
... thou there ? King Henry's Diadem , Inchas'd with all the honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on the face , Until thy head be circled with the fame , Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious Gold.- What ! is't too fhort ...
... thou there ? King Henry's Diadem , Inchas'd with all the honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on the face , Until thy head be circled with the fame , Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious Gold.- What ! is't too fhort ...
Page 13
... thou not fecond woman in the Realm , And the Protector's wife , belov'd of him ? Haft thou not worldly pleasure at command , Above the reach or compafs of thy thought ? And wilt thou still be hammering treachery , To tumble down thy ...
... thou not fecond woman in the Realm , And the Protector's wife , belov'd of him ? Haft thou not worldly pleasure at command , Above the reach or compafs of thy thought ? And wilt thou still be hammering treachery , To tumble down thy ...
Page 23
... thou trembleft at , tell what I afk ; For till thou speak , thou shalt not pafs from hence . Spirit . Afk what thou wilt.- done ! Boling . First , of the King . come ? Spirit . The Duke yet lives , That I had faid , and What shall of ...
... thou trembleft at , tell what I afk ; For till thou speak , thou shalt not pafs from hence . Spirit . Afk what thou wilt.- done ! Boling . First , of the King . come ? Spirit . The Duke yet lives , That I had faid , and What shall of ...
Page 29
... thou been his mother , thou couldft have better told . K. Henry . Where wert thou born ? Simp . At Berwick in the north , an't like your Grace . K. Henry . Poor Soul ! God's goodness hath been great to thee . Let never day or night ...
... thou been his mother , thou couldft have better told . K. Henry . Where wert thou born ? Simp . At Berwick in the north , an't like your Grace . K. Henry . Poor Soul ! God's goodness hath been great to thee . Let never day or night ...
Page 30
... thou lame ? Simp . Ay , God Almighty help me ! Suf . How cam'ft thou fo ? Simp . A fall off of a tree . Wife . A plum - tree , master . Glo . How long haft thou been blind ? Simp . O , born fo , mafter . Glo . What , and wouldft climb a ...
... thou lame ? Simp . Ay , God Almighty help me ! Suf . How cam'ft thou fo ? Simp . A fall off of a tree . Wife . A plum - tree , master . Glo . How long haft thou been blind ? Simp . O , born fo , mafter . Glo . What , and wouldft climb a ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
againſt Anne anſwer becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catef Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear feems fenfe fent fhall fhame fhould fight firft flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf honour Jack Cade King Henry King's lady laft Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard SCENE ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thou unto WARBURTON Warwick whofe wife words yourſelf
Popular passages
Page 454 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Page 450 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Page 451 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 453 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Page 228 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, . I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Page 154 - To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Page 172 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Page 415 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Page 256 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Page 79 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.