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Page 145 - Now these her princes are come home again, 115 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. [Exeunt.
Page 95 - a livery more Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, 15 Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. Pem. But that your royal pleasure must be done, This act is as an ancient tale new told, And in the last repeating troublesome, Being urged at a time unseasonable.
Page 93 - Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue, So I may keep mine eyes: O, spare mine eyes, Though to no use but still to look on you! Lo, by my troth, the instrument is cold And would not harm me. Hub. I can heat it, boy. 105
Page 92 - O heaven, that there were but a mote in yours, A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wandering hair, Any annoyance in that precious sense! Then, feeling what small things are boisterous there, 95 \ Your vile intent must needs seem horrible. Hub. Is this your promise? go to, hold your tongue. 81. wince] The first Folio reads
Page 52 - And say there is no sin but to be rich; And being rich, my virtue then shall be 595 To say there is no vice but beggary. Since kings break faith upon commodity, Gain, be my lord, for I will worship thee. [Exit. ACT III SCENE I.—The French
Page 90 - What lack you?" and "Where lies your grief?" Or " What good love may I perform for you ?" Many a poor man's son would have lien still 50 And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you at your sick service had a prince.
Page 25 - Which died in Geffrey, and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume. That Geffrey was thy elder brother born, And this his son; England was Geffrey's right, 105 And this is Geffrey's in the name of God ; 106. Geffrey's . . . God;] Geffreyes in the name of God: Ff
Page 91 - A rth. Alas, what need you be so boisterous-rough ? I will not struggle, I will stand stone-still. For heaven sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert, drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; 80
Page 134 - 55 And calmly run on in obedience Even to our ocean, to our great King John. My arm shall give thee help to bear thee hence; For I do see the cruel pangs of death Right in thine eye. Away, my friends! New flight; 60 And happy newness, that intends old right.
Page 37 - when we first march'd forth; 320 And, like a jolly troop of huntsmen, come Our lusty English, all with purpled hands, Dyed in the dying slaughter of their foes : Open your gates and give the victors way. First Cit. Heralds, from off our towers we might behold, 325 From first to last, the onset and retire