The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volumul 10C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1807 |
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Pagina 25
... hear ? Open the gates ; here ' s Gloster , that would enter . Wood . [ within ] Have patience , noble duke ; I may not open ; The cardinal of Winchester forbids : From him I have express commandment , That thou , nor none of thine ...
... hear ? Open the gates ; here ' s Gloster , that would enter . Wood . [ within ] Have patience , noble duke ; I may not open ; The cardinal of Winchester forbids : From him I have express commandment , That thou , nor none of thine ...
Pagina 32
... hear what torments you endur'd ; jus facio , qui me pili æstimat . " Even if we suppose no change to be necessary , this surely was the meaning intended to be con- veyed . In one of Shakspeare's plays we have the same phrase , in ...
... hear what torments you endur'd ; jus facio , qui me pili æstimat . " Even if we suppose no change to be necessary , this surely was the meaning intended to be con- veyed . In one of Shakspeare's plays we have the same phrase , in ...
Pagina 34
... Hear , hear , how dying Salisbury doth groan ! It irks his heart , he cannot be reveng'd.- Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you : - Pucelle or puzzel , dolphin or dogfish , 1 9 and Nero - like , ] The first folio reads : Plantagenet ...
... Hear , hear , how dying Salisbury doth groan ! It irks his heart , he cannot be reveng'd.- Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you : - Pucelle or puzzel , dolphin or dogfish , 1 9 and Nero - like , ] The first folio reads : Plantagenet ...
Pagina 37
... hear how we have play'd the men . Char . ' Tis Joan , not we , by whom the day is won ; For which , I will divide my crown with her : And all the priests and friars in my realm Shall , in procession , sing her endless praise . A ...
... hear how we have play'd the men . Char . ' Tis Joan , not we , by whom the day is won ; For which , I will divide my crown with her : And all the priests and friars in my realm Shall , in procession , sing her endless praise . A ...
Pagina 79
... hear'st thy doom : Be packing therefore , thou that wast a knight ; Henceforth we banish thee , on pain of death.- And now , my lord protector , view the letter Sent from our uncle duke of Burgundy . [ Exit FAST . Glo . What means his ...
... hear'st thy doom : Be packing therefore , thou that wast a knight ; Henceforth we banish thee , on pain of death.- And now , my lord protector , view the letter Sent from our uncle duke of Burgundy . [ Exit FAST . Glo . What means his ...
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Alarum battle battle of Barnet blood brother Cade Cæsar Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth Duke of York Earl England Exeunt Exit father fear fight France friends Gloster grace hand hath heart heaven Henry's Holinshed honour house of Lancaster Houses of Yorke Jack Cade Johnson Julius Cæsar King Edward King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III Lancaster lord Malone means Montague Mortimer noble old copy old play old quarto original play passage piece Plantagenet Prince printed Pucelle quarto Reignier Richard Duke Richard Plantagenet Ritson Saint Albans Salisbury says scene Second and Third second folio Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir John slain soldiers Somerset soul speak speech Steevens Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears thee Theobald thine thou art thou shalt Tragedie of Richarde true Tragedie unto Warburton Warwick words writer
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Pagina 174 - And, seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven, Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, You cannot but forbear to murder me.
Pagina 292 - I smile, And cry, Content, to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Pagina 266 - O 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 78 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Pagina 267 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects