The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Volumul 7 |
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Pagina 5
... that by G His issue disinherited should be ; And , for my name of George begins with G , It follows in his thought , that I am he : These , as I learn , and such like toys + as these , Have moy'd his highness to commit me now .
... that by G His issue disinherited should be ; And , for my name of George begins with G , It follows in his thought , that I am he : These , as I learn , and such like toys + as these , Have moy'd his highness to commit me now .
Pagina 46
My sovereign lord , I do beseech your highness To take our brother Clarence to your grace . Glo . Why , madam , have I offer'd love for this , To be so fouted in this royal presence ? Who knows not , that the gentle duke is dead ?
My sovereign lord , I do beseech your highness To take our brother Clarence to your grace . Glo . Why , madam , have I offer'd love for this , To be so fouted in this royal presence ? Who knows not , that the gentle duke is dead ?
Pagina 47
I will not rise , unless your highness hear me . K. Edw . Then say at once , what is it thou request'st . Stan . The forfeit , sovereign , of my servant's life ; Who slew to - day a riotous gentleman , Lately attendant on the duke of ...
I will not rise , unless your highness hear me . K. Edw . Then say at once , what is it thou request'st . Stan . The forfeit , sovereign , of my servant's life ; Who slew to - day a riotous gentleman , Lately attendant on the duke of ...
Pagina 63
If I may counsel you , some day , or two , Your highness shall repose you at the Tower : Then where you please , and shall be thought most fit For your best health and recreation . Prince . I do not like the Tower , of any place : Did ...
If I may counsel you , some day , or two , Your highness shall repose you at the Tower : Then where you please , and shall be thought most fit For your best health and recreation . Prince . I do not like the Tower , of any place : Did ...
Pagina 101
What says your highness to my just request ? K , Rich . I do remember me , -Henry the sixth Did prophecy , that Richmond should be king , When Richmond was a little peevish 2 boy . A king ! - perhapsBuck .
What says your highness to my just request ? K , Rich . I do remember me , -Henry the sixth Did prophecy , that Richmond should be king , When Richmond was a little peevish 2 boy . A king ! - perhapsBuck .
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Achilles Agam Ajax Anne arms bear better blood bring brother Buck Buckingham cardinal Catesby cause Clarence comes Cres Cressid dead dear death doth duke Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear fight follows fool friends Gent gentle give grace Greeks hand Hast hath head hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen highness hold honour hope hour I'll Kath keep king king's lady leave live look lord madam master mean mind mother Murd never night noble once Paris peace poor pray prince queen Rich Richard Richmond royal SCENE soul speak stand sweet sword tell tent thank thee Ther There's thing thou thought Troilus Trojan Troy true truth Ulyss York young
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Pagina 4 - 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 136 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree, Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree ; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, — Guilty ! guilty ! I shall despair.
Pagina 231 - 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 231 - 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 240 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that lov'd him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely...
Pagina 345 - That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting,) Till he communicate his parts to others : Nor doth he of himself know them for aught Till he behold them form'd in the applause Where they are extended ; which, like an arch, reverberates The voice again ; or like a gate of steel Fronting the sun, receives and renders back His figure and his heat.
Pagina 369 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Pagina 231 - 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...
Pagina 33 - 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 34 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, 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...