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 11
... rest your minds in peace ! Let's to the altar : -Heralds , wait on us : - Instead of gold , we ' ll offer up our arms ; Since arms avail not , now that Henry ' s dead.- Posterity , await for wretched years , When at their mothers ...
... rest your minds in peace ! Let's to the altar : -Heralds , wait on us : - Instead of gold , we ' ll offer up our arms ; Since arms avail not , now that Henry ' s dead.- Posterity , await for wretched years , When at their mothers ...
Pagina 13
... rest . Steevens . 4 A third man thinks , ] Thus the second folio . The first omits the word - man , and consequently leaves the verse imperfect . Steevens . 5 her flowing tides . ] i . e . England's flowing tides . Malone . 1 Give me my ...
... rest . Steevens . 4 A third man thinks , ] Thus the second folio . The first omits the word - man , and consequently leaves the verse imperfect . Steevens . 5 her flowing tides . ] i . e . England's flowing tides . Malone . 1 Give me my ...
Pagina 16
... rest slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ransome there is none but I shall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown shall be the ransome of my friend ; Four of their lords I ' ll change for one of ours ...
... rest slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ransome there is none but I shall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown shall be the ransome of my friend ; Four of their lords I ' ll change for one of ours ...
Pagina 53
... rest himself.— Even like a man new haled from the rack , So fare my limbs with long imprisonment : And these grey locks , the pursuivants of death , Nestor - like aged , in an age of care , Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer . 4 These ...
... rest himself.— Even like a man new haled from the rack , So fare my limbs with long imprisonment : And these grey locks , the pursuivants of death , Nestor - like aged , in an age of care , Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer . 4 These ...
Pagina 56
... rest , so fell that noble earl , And was beheaded . Thus the Mortimers , In whom the title rested , were suppress'd . Plan . Of which , my lord , your honour is the last . Mor . True ; and thou seest , that I no issue have ; And that my ...
... rest , so fell that noble earl , And was beheaded . Thus the Mortimers , In whom the title rested , were suppress'd . Plan . Of which , my lord , your honour is the last . Mor . True ; and thou seest , that I no issue have ; And that my ...
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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