The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with a selection of notes from the most emient commentators, &c., by A. Chalmers, Volumul 7 |
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Pagina 4
Earl Rivers , Brother to King Edward's Queen : Marquis of Dorset , and Lord Grey , her Sons . Earl of Oxford . Lord Hastings . Lord Stanley . Lord Lovel . Sir Thomas Vaughan . Sir Richard Ratcliff . Sir William Catesby .
Earl Rivers , Brother to King Edward's Queen : Marquis of Dorset , and Lord Grey , her Sons . Earl of Oxford . Lord Hastings . Lord Stanley . Lord Lovel . Sir Thomas Vaughan . Sir Richard Ratcliff . Sir William Catesby .
Pagina 8
Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Antony Woodeville , her brother there , That made him send lord Hastings to the Tower ; From whence this present day he is deliver'd ? We are not safe , Clarence , we are not safe . Clar .
Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Antony Woodeville , her brother there , That made him send lord Hastings to the Tower ; From whence this present day he is deliver'd ? We are not safe , Clarence , we are not safe . Clar .
Pagina 10
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 your lordship brook'd imprisonment ? Hast . With patience , noble lord , as prisoners must : But I ...
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 your lordship brook'd imprisonment ? Hast . With patience , noble lord , as prisoners must : But I ...
Pagina 12
If ever he have wife , let her be made More miserable by the death of him , Than I am made by my young lord , and thee ! — Come , now , toward Chertsey with your holy load , Taken from Paul's to be interred ...
If ever he have wife , let her be made More miserable by the death of him , Than I am made by my young lord , and thee ! — Come , now , toward Chertsey with your holy load , Taken from Paul's to be interred ...
Pagina 21
Enter Queen ELIZABETH , Lord RIVERS , and Lord GREY . Riv . Have patience , madam ; there's no doubt , his majesty Will soon recover his accustom'd health . Grey . In that you brook it ill , it makes him worse : Therefore , for God's ...
Enter Queen ELIZABETH , Lord RIVERS , and Lord GREY . Riv . Have patience , madam ; there's no doubt , his majesty Will soon recover his accustom'd health . Grey . In that you brook it ill , it makes him worse : Therefore , for God's ...
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Achilles Agam Ajax Anne arms bear better blood bring brother Buck Buckingham cardinal cause Clarence comes Cres Cressida dead dear death doth duke Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear fight follows fool friends Gent gentle give grace Greeks hand Hast hath head hear heart heaven Hect Hector highness hold honour hope hour I'll JOHNSON Kath keep king king's lady leave live look lord madam matter means mind mother Murd never night noble once peace person play poor pray present prince queen reason Rich Richard Richmond royal SCENE soul speak stand sweet tell tent thank thee Ther thing thou thought tongue Troilus Trojan Troy true truth Ulyss York young
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Pagina 218 - 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 222 - 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 fall'st...
Pagina 34 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, — So full of dismal terror was the time ! Brak.
Pagina 221 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; 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 fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 337 - I do not strain at the position, — It is familiar, — but at the author's drift : Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves, That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting, ) Till he communicate his parts to others...
Pagina 359 - I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Cressida. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fye, fye upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive* of her body.
Pagina 34 - As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Pagina 221 - 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 339 - The present eye praises the present object : Then marvel not, thou great and complete man, That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax ; Since things in motion sooner catch the eye, Than what not stirs. The cry went once on thee, And still it might, and yet it may again, If thou would'st not entomb thyself alive, And case thy reputation in thy tent...
Pagina 35 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.