The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Ediția 9G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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Pagina 12
... He cannot live , I hope ; and must not die , Till George be pack'd with posthorse up to heaven . I'll in , to urge his hatred more to Clarence , With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments ; And , 12 KING RICHARD III .
... He cannot live , I hope ; and must not die , Till George be pack'd with posthorse up to heaven . I'll in , to urge his hatred more to Clarence , With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments ; And , 12 KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 18
... hope so . Glo . I know so . But , gentle lady Anne ,To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ;Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry , and Edward , As blameful as ...
... hope so . Glo . I know so . But , gentle lady Anne ,To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ;Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry , and Edward , As blameful as ...
Pagina 21
... hope ? Anne . I hope , live so . Glo . Anne . To take , is not to give . Then man you All men , Vouchsafe to wear this ring . know [ She puts on the ring . Glo . Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger KING RICHARD III . 21.
... hope ? Anne . I hope , live so . Glo . Anne . To take , is not to give . Then man you All men , Vouchsafe to wear this ring . know [ She puts on the ring . Glo . Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger KING RICHARD III . 21.
Pagina 25
... hope ; his grace speaks cheerfully . Q. Eliz . God grant him health ! Did you confer with him ? Buck . Ay , madam : he desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and my lord chamberlain ...
... hope ; his grace speaks cheerfully . Q. Eliz . God grant him health ! Did you confer with him ? Buck . Ay , madam : he desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and my lord chamberlain ...
Pagina 42
... hope , this holy humour of mine will change ; it was wont to hold me but while one would tell twenty . 1 Murd . How dost thou feel thyself now ? 2 Murd . ' Faith , some certain dregs of conscience are yet within me . 1 Murd . Remember ...
... hope , this holy humour of mine will change ; it was wont to hold me but while one would tell twenty . 1 Murd . How dost thou feel thyself now ? 2 Murd . ' Faith , some certain dregs of conscience are yet within me . 1 Murd . Remember ...
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Pagina 257 - 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 347 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark ! what discord follows ; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Pagina 401 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-siz'd monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Pagina 269 - 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 36 - 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.
Pagina 346 - Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order...
Pagina 171 - I COME no more to make you laugh ; things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow. Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present.
Pagina 425 - Fie, fie 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 346 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!
Pagina 260 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. 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...
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| Titlu | The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Ediția 9 The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
| Exemplar original de la | Biblioteca publică din New York |
| Scanată la | 3 ian. 2007 |
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