The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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Pagina 7
... blood , mine eyes no tears . Anjou and Maine ! myself did win them both . Thofe provinces these arms of mine did conquer . And are the cities that I got with wounds , Delivered up again with peaceful words ? * York . France fhould have ...
... blood , mine eyes no tears . Anjou and Maine ! myself did win them both . Thofe provinces these arms of mine did conquer . And are the cities that I got with wounds , Delivered up again with peaceful words ? * York . France fhould have ...
Pagina 10
... blood , As did the fatal brand Althea burnt , Unto the prince's heart of Calydon . Anjou and Maine , both giv'n unto the French ! Cold news for me : for I had hope of France , Ev'n as I have of fertile England's foil . A day will come ...
... blood , As did the fatal brand Althea burnt , Unto the prince's heart of Calydon . Anjou and Maine , both giv'n unto the French ! Cold news for me : for I had hope of France , Ev'n as I have of fertile England's foil . A day will come ...
Pagina 12
... blood , I would remove these tedious stumbling - blocks , And smooth my way upon their headless necks . And being a woman , I will not be flack To play my part in Fortune's pageant . Where are you there ? Sir John ! nay , fear not , man ...
... blood , I would remove these tedious stumbling - blocks , And smooth my way upon their headless necks . And being a woman , I will not be flack To play my part in Fortune's pageant . Where are you there ? Sir John ! nay , fear not , man ...
Pagina 25
... blood . Glo . Why , that's well faid . What colour is my gown of Simp . Black , forfooth , coal - black , as jet . K. Henry . Why then thou know't what colour jet is of ? Suf . And yet I think jet did he never fee . Glo . But cloaks and ...
... blood . Glo . Why , that's well faid . What colour is my gown of Simp . Black , forfooth , coal - black , as jet . K. Henry . Why then thou know't what colour jet is of ? Suf . And yet I think jet did he never fee . Glo . But cloaks and ...
Pagina 29
... blood of the houfe of Lancaster : And that's not fuddenly to be perform'd , But with advice and filent fecrecy . Do you , as I do , in thefe dang'rous days , Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's infolence , At Beaufort's pride , at Somerfet's ...
... blood of the houfe of Lancaster : And that's not fuddenly to be perform'd , But with advice and filent fecrecy . Do you , as I do , in thefe dang'rous days , Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's infolence , At Beaufort's pride , at Somerfet's ...
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The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by ... William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1769 |
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againſt Anne art thou blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catef Catesby caufe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience crown curfe death doth Duch Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fubject fuch fure fweet fword Glo'fter Gloucefter Grace gracious haft Haftings hath hear heart heav'n Highnefs himſelf honour houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry Lady live Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe unto Warwick whofe wife
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Pagina 178 - 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 168 - 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 320 - 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 322 - Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
Pagina 327 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Pagina 165 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
Pagina 294 - 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 64 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Pagina 117 - 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...
Pagina 328 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting— Which was a sin— yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: ever witness for him Those twins of learning that he rais'd in you, Ipswich and Oxford! One of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.