The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Volumul 9Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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Pagina 11
... doth naught with her , excepting one , Were best to do it secretly , alone . Bra . What one , my lord ? Glos . Her husband , knave . Wouldst thou betray me ? Bra . I beseech your grace to pardon me ; and , withal , Forbear your ...
... doth naught with her , excepting one , Were best to do it secretly , alone . Bra . What one , my lord ? Glos . Her husband , knave . Wouldst thou betray me ? Bra . I beseech your grace to pardon me ; and , withal , Forbear your ...
Pagina 20
... doth not breathe upon the earth . Glos . He lives , that loves you better than he could . Anne . Name him . Glos . Anne . Plantagenet . Why , that was he . Glos . The self - same name , but one of better nature . Anne . Where is he ...
... doth not breathe upon the earth . Glos . He lives , that loves you better than he could . Anne . Name him . Glos . Anne . Plantagenet . Why , that was he . Glos . The self - same name , but one of better nature . Anne . Where is he ...
Pagina 37
... doth she say , my lord of Buckingham ? Buck . Nothing that I respect , my gracious lord . Q. Mar. What , dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel , And soothe the devil that I warn thee from ? O , but remember this another day , When he ...
... doth she say , my lord of Buckingham ? Buck . Nothing that I respect , my gracious lord . Q. Mar. What , dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel , And soothe the devil that I warn thee from ? O , but remember this another day , When he ...
Pagina 38
... doth stand on end to hear her curses . Ri . And so doth mine : I muse , why she's at liberty . Glos . I cannot blame her , by God's holy mother : She hath had too much wrong ; and I repent My part thereof , that I have done to her . Q ...
... doth stand on end to hear her curses . Ri . And so doth mine : I muse , why she's at liberty . Glos . I cannot blame her , by God's holy mother : She hath had too much wrong ; and I repent My part thereof , that I have done to her . Q ...
Pagina 47
... doth accuse me ? What lawful quest1 have given their verdict up Unto the frowning judge ? or who pronounced The bitter sentence of poor Clarence ' death ? Before I be convict by course of law , To threaten me with death is most unlawful ...
... doth accuse me ? What lawful quest1 have given their verdict up Unto the frowning judge ? or who pronounced The bitter sentence of poor Clarence ' death ? Before I be convict by course of law , To threaten me with death is most unlawful ...
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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 272 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Pagina 305 - 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 237 - 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.
Pagina 41 - And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster, That had befallen us. As we paced along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard, Into the tumbling billows of the main...
Pagina 261 - 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 - 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 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 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 Kath.
Pagina 173 - I come no more to make you laugh : things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow, Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present. Those that can pity, here May, if they think it well, let fall a tear ; The subject will deserve it. Such as give Their money out of hope they may believe, May here find truth too.
Pagina 8 - To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass...