The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., Volumul 5Phillips, Sampson, 1850 |
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Pagina 3
... present story had been written before Shakspeare attempted it . There was a Latin play on the subject , by Dr. Legge , which had been acted at St. John's College , Oxford , some time before the year 1588. And a childish imitation of it ...
... present story had been written before Shakspeare attempted it . There was a Latin play on the subject , by Dr. Legge , which had been acted at St. John's College , Oxford , some time before the year 1588. And a childish imitation of it ...
Pagina 9
... present day he is delivered ? We are not safe , Clarence , we are not safe . Clar . By Heaven , I think there is no man secure , But the queen's kindred , and night - walking heralds That trudge betwixt the king and mistress Shore ...
... present day he is delivered ? We are not safe , Clarence , we are not safe . Clar . By Heaven , I think there is no man secure , But the queen's kindred , and night - walking heralds That trudge betwixt the king and mistress Shore ...
Pagina 10
... found in Psalmı XXXV . 15 . 2 He means , " or else be imprisoned in your stead . " To lie signified anciently to reside , or remain in a place . If heaven will take the present at our hands . 10 [ АСТ 1 , KING RICHARD III .
... found in Psalmı XXXV . 15 . 2 He means , " or else be imprisoned in your stead . " To lie signified anciently to reside , or remain in a place . If heaven will take the present at our hands . 10 [ АСТ 1 , KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 11
... present at our hands . But who comes here ? the new - delivered Hastings ? Enter HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! Glo . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to this open air . How hath ...
... present at our hands . But who comes here ? the new - delivered Hastings ? Enter HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! Glo . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to this open air . How hath ...
Pagina 26
... present , wept to see it . Q. Mar. What ! were you snarling all , before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ! Did York's dread curse prevail so much with Heaven , That Henry's death ...
... present , wept to see it . Q. Mar. What ! were you snarling all , before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ! Did York's dread curse prevail so much with Heaven , That Henry's death ...
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Pagina 8 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Pagina 201 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Pagina 234 - In her days, every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine, what he plants : and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours : God shall be truly known ; and those about her, From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Pagina 203 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. — •' The king shall have my service ; but my prayers, For ever and for ever, shall be yours.
Pagina 201 - So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 202 - Long in his highness' favor, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience ; that his bones, When he has run his course, and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em !
Pagina 34 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, 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...
Pagina 7 - Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Pagina 210 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little earth for charity...
Pagina 196 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay, then, farewell ! I have touched the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.