The Tragedy of King Richard the Third, Volumul 34Methuen, 1907 - 221 pagini |
Din interiorul cărții
Rezultatele 1 - 5 din 71
Pagina 7
... Glou . Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried . Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised ...
... Glou . Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried . Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised ...
Pagina 11
... Glou . Upon what cause ? Clar . 45 Because my name is George . Glou . Alack , my lord , that fault is none of yours ; He should for that commit your godfathers . O , belike his majesty hath some intent That you shall be new - christ'ned ...
... Glou . Upon what cause ? Clar . 45 Because my name is George . Glou . Alack , my lord , that fault is none of yours ; He should for that commit your godfathers . O , belike his majesty hath some intent That you shall be new - christ'ned ...
Pagina 12
... Glou . Why , this it is , when men are rul'd by women : ' Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower ; My Lady Grey his wife , Clarence , ' tis she 60 That tempers him to this extremity . 65 Was it not she , and that good man of ...
... Glou . Why , this it is , when men are rul'd by women : ' Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower ; My Lady Grey his wife , Clarence , ' tis she 60 That tempers him to this extremity . 65 Was it not she , and that good man of ...
Pagina 13
... Glou . Humbly complaining to her deity Got my lord chamberlain his liberty . I'll tell you what ; I think it is our way , If we will keep in favour with the king , To be her men and wear her livery . The jealous o'er - worn widow and ...
... Glou . Humbly complaining to her deity Got my lord chamberlain his liberty . I'll tell you what ; I think it is our way , If we will keep in favour with the king , To be her men and wear her livery . The jealous o'er - worn widow and ...
Pagina 14
... Glou . Naught to do with Mistress Shore ? I tell thee , fellow , He that doth naught with her , excepting one , Were best to do it secretly alone . Brak . What one , my lord ? Glou . Her husband , knave : wouldst thou betray me ? Brak ...
... Glou . Naught to do with Mistress Shore ? I tell thee , fellow , He that doth naught with her , excepting one , Were best to do it secretly alone . Brak . What one , my lord ? Glou . Her husband , knave : wouldst thou betray me ? Brak ...
Alte ediții - Afișează-le pe toate
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Aldis Aldis Wright alteration Anne Bishop blood Brakenbury brother Buck Buckingham Camb Cambridge editors Capell Cates Catesby Clar Clarence conj Craig curse death Dict Dorset doth Duch Duke Dyce Earl editor of F Edward Eliz Elizabeth Enter Exeunt Exit fear Ff reading Fletcher Glou Gloucester grace Grey Hanmer hath haue heart Henry VI Holinshed hyphened Johnson Julius Cæsar King Lear KING RICHARD line as Qq London Lord Hastings Lord Qq Madam Malone meaning Measure for Measure mother Murd murder night noble Northampton omitted Ff omitted Pope omitted Qq omitted Qq 3-8 Othello passage play prince probably Qq reading quartos queen quotes Ratcliff Rich Richard III Richard the Third Richmond Rivers Rotherham royal scene sense Shakespeare soul speak Stanley Steevens Stony Stratford tell thee Theobald thou Tower Tragedy Troilus and Cressida unto words York
Pasaje populare
Pagina xiv - And therefore — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Pagina 170 - Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes; I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why; Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Pagina 23 - 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 xiii - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. 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 170 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Pagina 171 - By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard, Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers, Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
Pagina 1 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's...
Pagina xiii - He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ; I, that am rudely stamp'd and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph...
Pagina xiii - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by. this sun of York ; And all the clouds, that lowered upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.