The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volumul 5H. Lintott, 1740 |
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Pagina 12
... shew of love to proud Duke Humphry ; And , when I spy advantage , claim the Crown ; For that's the golden mark I seek to hit . Nor shall proud Lancaster ufurp my right , Nor hold the scepter in his childish fift , Nor wear the diadem ...
... shew of love to proud Duke Humphry ; And , when I spy advantage , claim the Crown ; For that's the golden mark I seek to hit . Nor shall proud Lancaster ufurp my right , Nor hold the scepter in his childish fift , Nor wear the diadem ...
Pagina 14
... they undertake to do me good ? Hume . This they have promised , to shew your H A Spirit rais'd from depth of under - ground , That ball make answer to fuch questions ery , Celf , When from St. Albans we do 14 The Second Part of.
... they undertake to do me good ? Hume . This they have promised , to shew your H A Spirit rais'd from depth of under - ground , That ball make answer to fuch questions ery , Celf , When from St. Albans we do 14 The Second Part of.
Pagina 18
... shew some reason , Buckingham , Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this . Q. Mar. Because the King , forsooth , will have it so . Glo . Madam , the King is old enough himself To give his Censure : these are no woman's matters . Mar. Q ...
... shew some reason , Buckingham , Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this . Q. Mar. Because the King , forsooth , will have it so . Glo . Madam , the King is old enough himself To give his Censure : these are no woman's matters . Mar. Q ...
Pagina 20
... shew fome reason of no little force , That York is most unmeet of any man . York . I'll tell thee , Suffolk , why I am unmeet : First , for I cannot flatter thee in pride ; Next , if I be appointed for the Place , My lord of Somerset ...
... shew fome reason of no little force , That York is most unmeet of any man . York . I'll tell thee , Suffolk , why I am unmeet : First , for I cannot flatter thee in pride ; Next , if I be appointed for the Place , My lord of Somerset ...
Pagina 40
... to attire you for our journey Elean . My shame will not be shifted No , it will hang upon my richest robes , And shew itself , attire me how I can . Go , lead the way , I long to see my pr ACT III . SCENE , at Bury . Enter King 40 ...
... to attire you for our journey Elean . My shame will not be shifted No , it will hang upon my richest robes , And shew itself , attire me how I can . Go , lead the way , I long to see my pr ACT III . SCENE , at Bury . Enter King 40 ...
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Anne anſwer Becauſe beſt blood brother Buck Buckingham buſineſs Cade Cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience counſel Crown curſe death doſt doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean elſe England Enter King Exeunt Exit falſe father fear felf fight firſt flain foul France friends fuch Glo'ſter Grace Hastings hath hear heart heav'n honour houſe House of York Humphry Jack Cade King Henry lady laſt live lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings loſe Madam maſter morrow moſt muſt noble perſon pleaſe pleaſure pray preſent Prince Queen reaſon reſt Rich Richard ſay SCENE changes ſee ſelf ſet ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould ſome Somerset ſon ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtrange ſuch Suffolk ſwear ſweet ſword tell thee theſe thine thoſe thou art unto Warwick whoſe wife
Pasaje populare
Pagina 338 - 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 370 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pagina 215 - 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.
Pagina 368 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pagina 192 - 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 192 - 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 202 - 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, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Pagina 213 - 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 368 - 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 377 - 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...