The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Ediția 9G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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Pagina 9
... 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 . By heaven , I think , there is KING RICHARD III . 9.
... 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 . By heaven , I think , there is KING RICHARD III . 9.
Pagina 10
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. 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 . Heard you not , what an ...
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. 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 . Heard you not , what an ...
Pagina 11
... heaven , If heaven will take the present at our hands . But who comes here ? the new - deliver'd Hastings ? Enter HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto KING RICHARD III . 11.
... heaven , If heaven will take the present at our hands . But who comes here ? the new - deliver'd Hastings ? Enter HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto KING RICHARD III . 11.
Pagina 12
... Exit Hastings . 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 .
... Exit Hastings . 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 16
... heaven , with lightning strike the murderer dead , Or , earth , gape open wide , and eat him quick ; As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood , Which his hell - govern'd arm hath butchered ! } Glo . Lady , you know no rules of ...
... heaven , with lightning strike the murderer dead , Or , earth , gape open wide , and eat him quick ; As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood , Which his hell - govern'd arm hath butchered ! } Glo . Lady , you know no rules of ...
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Achilles Agam Ajax Anne arms bear better bless blood bring brother Buck Buckingham cardinal cause Cham comes conscience Cres dare dead death doth doubt duke Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear follows friends Gent gentle give grace hand Hast hath head hear heart heaven Hect Hector highness hold holy honour hope hour I'll Kath keep king king's lady leave live look lord madam master mean mind Murd never night noble once peace person play pleasure poor pray present prince queen Rich Richard royal SCENE soul speak stand sweet tell thank thee Ther There's thing Thomas thou thought tongue Troilus Troy true truth Ulyss wife York young
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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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