Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volumul 4G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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Pagina 131
... Anne , and Eleanor , SAL . This Edmund , in the reign of Bolingbroke , As I have read , laid claim unto the crown ; And , but for Owen Glendower , had been king , Who kept him in captivity , till he died . But , to the reft . YORK . His ...
... Anne , and Eleanor , SAL . This Edmund , in the reign of Bolingbroke , As I have read , laid claim unto the crown ; And , but for Owen Glendower , had been king , Who kept him in captivity , till he died . But , to the reft . YORK . His ...
Pagina 311
... King Henry VI . Duchess of York , mother to King Edward IV . Clarence , and Glofter . Lady Anne , widow of Edward Prince of Wales , fon to King Henry VI .; afterwards married to the duke of U iiij Perfons reprefented. ...
... King Henry VI . Duchess of York , mother to King Edward IV . Clarence , and Glofter . Lady Anne , widow of Edward Prince of Wales , fon to King Henry VI .; afterwards married to the duke of U iiij Perfons reprefented. ...
Pagina 318
... ANNE as mourner . ANNE . Set down , fet down your honourable load , — If honour may be shrouded in a hearse , — Whilst I a while obfequiously lament The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster.- Poor key - cold figure of a holy king ! Pale ...
... ANNE as mourner . ANNE . Set down , fet down your honourable load , — If honour may be shrouded in a hearse , — Whilst I a while obfequiously lament The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster.- Poor key - cold figure of a holy king ! Pale ...
Pagina 319
... Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy flaughter'd son , Stabb'd by the self - fame hand that made thefe wounds ! Lo , in these windows , that let forth thy life , I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes : - O , curfed be the hand , that ...
... Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy flaughter'd son , Stabb'd by the self - fame hand that made thefe wounds ! Lo , in these windows , that let forth thy life , I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes : - O , curfed be the hand , that ...
Pagina 320
... ANNE . What , do you tremble ? are you all afraid ? Alas , I blame you not ; for you are mortal , And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.- Avaunt , thou dreadful minifter of hell ! Thou had'ft but power over his mortal body , His foul ...
... ANNE . What , do you tremble ? are you all afraid ? Alas , I blame you not ; for you are mortal , And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.- Avaunt , thou dreadful minifter of hell ! Thou had'ft but power over his mortal body , His foul ...
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Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Volumul 4 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1797 |
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Achilles Afide againſt AGAM Agamemnon Ajax Alarum ALENÇON anſwer Becauſe blood brother BUCK Buckingham CADE cardinal cauſe CLAR Clarence CLIF Clifford CRES crown curfe death Diomed doth DUCH duke duke of York Edward ELIZ Enter Exeunt Exit fame father fear fhall fight firſt flain foldiers fome foul fovereign France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword GENT Glofter grace hath heart heaven HECT Hector highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King HENRY lady lord Lord CHAMBERLAIN madam mafter majeſty moſt muft MURD muſt myſelf noble Pandarus Patroclus pleaſe pleaſure preſent prince queen reft Reignier RICH Richard Richard Plantagenet ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe THER theſe thoſe thou art thouſand Troilus ULrss unto Warwick whofe Whoſe York
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Pagina 509 - 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; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...
Pagina 314 - 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, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; 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 507 - 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 565 - 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 244 - God, methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Pagina 507 - 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 340 - 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 305 - love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
Pagina 244 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Pagina 509 - Thou fall'st a blessed martyr ! Serve the king ; And, — pr'ythee, lead me in : There, take an inventory of all I have...