The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volumul 9 |
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Pagina 22
... , live so . Glos . Vouchsafe to wear this ring . Anne . To take is not to give . [ she puts on the ring . Glos . Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart : Wear 22 ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
... , live so . Glos . Vouchsafe to wear this ring . Anne . To take is not to give . [ she puts on the ring . Glos . Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart : Wear 22 ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 30
... look , what I have said , I will avouch in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower . ' Tis time to speak ; my pains art quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I remember them too well : Thou kill'dst my husband ...
... look , what I have said , I will avouch in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower . ' Tis time to speak ; my pains art quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I remember them too well : Thou kill'dst my husband ...
Pagina 35
... look'd for no reply . O , let me make the period to my curse . Glos . " Tis done by me , and ends in - Margaret . Q. Eli . Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself . Q. Mar. Poor painted queen , vain florish of my fortune ...
... look'd for no reply . O , let me make the period to my curse . Glos . " Tis done by me , and ends in - Margaret . Q. Eli . Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself . Q. Mar. Poor painted queen , vain florish of my fortune ...
Pagina 37
... Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death . Have not to do with him ; beware of him : Sin , death , and hell have set their marks on him , And all their ministers attend on him ...
... Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death . Have not to do with him ; beware of him : Sin , death , and hell have set their marks on him , And all their ministers attend on him ...
Pagina 40
... company , my brother Gloster , Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches : thence we look'd toward Eng- land , And cited up a thousand heavy times , During the 40 ACT I. KING RICHARD III . KING RICHARD III · 1.
... company , my brother Gloster , Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches : thence we look'd toward Eng- land , And cited up a thousand heavy times , During the 40 ACT I. KING RICHARD III . KING RICHARD III · 1.
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Baynard's castle bear bless blood brother Buck CARDINAL WOLSEY Cates Catesby Cham Clarence conscience Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell curse daughter dead death Dorset doth Duch duke of Buckingham DUKE OF NORFOLK EARL OF SURREY Edward Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear florish friends gentle gentlemen give Glos Gloster God's grace gracious Grey happy hath hear heart heaven highness holy honor house of Lancaster Kath Katharine KING HENRY KING RICHARD king's lady live look lord cardinal LORD CHAMBERLAIN lord Hastings madam mayor mother never noble peace pity poor pray prince queen Ratcliff Rich Richm Richmond royal SCENE SHAK SIR THOMAS LOVELL sleep sorrow soul speak Stan Stanley sweet tell thank thee There's thou tongue Tower uncle unto weep wife William Brandon Wolsey York
Pasaje populare
Pagina 260 - 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.
Pagina 8 - 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 305 - 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...
Pagina 260 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening — nips his root, And then he falls as I do.
Pagina 221 - Must pity drop upon her. Verily,' I swear, '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 272 - 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 164 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die. I think there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day instead of him. A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Pagina 8 - But I, — that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ; I that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph ; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of featuret by dissembling!
Pagina 272 - 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 236 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.