The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, Volumul 11 |
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Pagina 31
... Buck . Madam , good hope ; his grace speaks cheer- fully . Q. Eliz . God grant him health ! Did you confer with him ? Buck . Ay , madam : he desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and ...
... Buck . Madam , good hope ; his grace speaks cheer- fully . Q. Eliz . God grant him health ! Did you confer with him ? Buck . Ay , madam : he desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and ...
Pagina 43
... Buck . Peace , peace , for shame , if not for charity . Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my shame , - And in ...
... Buck . Peace , peace , for shame , if not for charity . Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my shame , - And in ...
Pagina 44
... Buck . Nothing that I respect , my gracious lord . Q. Mar. What , dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel ? And sooth the devil that I warn thee from ?, O , but remember this another day , When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow ...
... Buck . Nothing that I respect , my gracious lord . Q. Mar. What , dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel ? And sooth the devil that I warn thee from ?, O , but remember this another day , When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow ...
Pagina 60
... Buck . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace , [ to the QUEEN ] but with all duteous love Doth cherish you , and yours , God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love ! When I have most need to employ a ...
... Buck . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace , [ to the QUEEN ] but with all duteous love Doth cherish you , and yours , God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love ! When I have most need to employ a ...
Pagina 62
... Buck . Look I so pale , lord Dorset , as the rest ? Dor . Ay , my good lord ; and no man in the presence , But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks . K. Edw . Is Clarence dead ? the order was revers'd . Glo . But he , poor man , by ...
... Buck . Look I so pale , lord Dorset , as the rest ? Dor . Ay , my good lord ; and no man in the presence , But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks . K. Edw . Is Clarence dead ? the order was revers'd . Glo . But he , poor man , by ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
ancient Anne Antony and Cleopatra archbishop Ben Jonson bishop blood brother Buck Buckingham called cardinal Cates Catesby Cham Clar Clarence conscience crown curse daughter death devil doth Duch duke Earl Earl of Richmond editors Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fear folio friends Gent gentleman give Gloster grace Hanmer hath heart heaven Holinshed holy honour Johnson Kath King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III king's lady live Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings Lovel madam Malone Mason means mother Murd never noble Norfolk old copy passage person play Polydore Virgil pray prince quarto queen Rape of Lucrece Ratcliff Rich Richmond Ritson royal scene Shakspeare Sir Thomas Sir Thomas Hanmer soul speak Stan Stanley Steevens tell thee Theobald thou Tower unto Vice Warburton Wolsey word York
Pasaje populare
Pagina 297 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : 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.
Pagina 12 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Pagina 316 - 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. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little; And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died fearing God.
Pagina 47 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Pagina 301 - 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; 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...
Pagina 182 - By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
Pagina 302 - Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty: 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 fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 354 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd : her own shall bless her ; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow : good grows with her In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known ; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Pagina 358 - To make a child, now swaddled, to proceed Man, and then shoot up in one beard and weed Past threescore years...
Pagina 49 - 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.