The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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Pagina 3
... keep in favour with the king , To be her men , and wear her livery : The jealous o'er - worn widow , and herself , Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen , Are mighty goffips in this monarchy . B 2 Brak . Brak . I beseech your ...
... keep in favour with the king , To be her men , and wear her livery : The jealous o'er - worn widow , and herself , Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen , Are mighty goffips in this monarchy . B 2 Brak . Brak . I beseech your ...
Pagina 14
... keep her long . What ! I , that kill'd her husband , and his father , To take her in her heart's extremeft hate ; With curfes in her mouth , tears in her eyes , The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; With God , her confcience , and ...
... keep her long . What ! I , that kill'd her husband , and his father , To take her in her heart's extremeft hate ; With curfes in her mouth , tears in her eyes , The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; With God , her confcience , and ...
Pagina 22
... keep it , till thy fins be ripe , And then hurl down their indignation On thee , the troubler of the poor world's peace ! The worm of conscience still be - gnaw thy foul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st , And take ...
... keep it , till thy fins be ripe , And then hurl down their indignation On thee , the troubler of the poor world's peace ! The worm of conscience still be - gnaw thy foul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st , And take ...
Pagina 31
... keeps it : it is turn'd out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing ; and every man , that means to live well , endeavours to trust to himself , and live without it . □ Murd . ' Zounds , it is even now at my elbow , persuad- ing ...
... keeps it : it is turn'd out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing ; and every man , that means to live well , endeavours to trust to himself , and live without it . □ Murd . ' Zounds , it is even now at my elbow , persuad- ing ...
Pagina 51
... I'll refign unto your grace The feal I keep ; And fo betide to me , As well I tender you , and all of yours ! Coine , I'll conduct you to the fanctuary . [ Exeunt . E 2 ACT ACT III . SCENE I. The fame . A Street 7 II . 51 KING RICHARD III .
... I'll refign unto your grace The feal I keep ; And fo betide to me , As well I tender you , and all of yours ! Coine , I'll conduct you to the fanctuary . [ Exeunt . E 2 ACT ACT III . SCENE I. The fame . A Street 7 II . 51 KING RICHARD III .
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the ..., Volumul 8 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1813 |
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Afide againſt Alcib Alcibiades Anne Apem Apemantus Athens Becauſe beſt blood brother Buck Buckingham buſineſs cardinal CATESBY cauſe Cham Clar Clarence confcience Crom curfe death doft doth Duch duke Duke of NORFOLK Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit fame fear fent fhall firſt Flav fome fool forrow foul fpeak friends fuch Gent Glofter grace Haftings hath hear heart heaven highneſs himſelf honeft honour horſe houſe huſband Kath King RICHARD king's lady laſt live lord Lord Chamberlain lordſhip Lucullus madam majeſty maſter moft moſt Murd muſt myſelf noble pleaſe pleaſure pray preſent prince queen Rich Richmond ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould Sir THOMAS LOVELL ſpeak Stan ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet tell thee theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand Timon Timon of Athens unto uſe whofe Whoſe wiſh witneſs yourſelf
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Pagina 73 - 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...
Pagina 70 - 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.
Pagina 14 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? 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 extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Pagina 74 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Pagina 29 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 55 - Roots, you clear heavens! Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant. Ha! you gods, why this? What this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout...
Pagina 38 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pagina 71 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 28 - 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 2 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time...