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 31
... whose rightful cause prevails . Flourish . Exeunt . SCENE changes to the Duke of York's Palace . Enter York , Salisbury , and Warwick . York : NOW , my good lords of Salisbury and War- Our fimple fupper ended , give me leave , In this ...
... whose rightful cause prevails . Flourish . Exeunt . SCENE changes to the Duke of York's Palace . Enter York , Salisbury , and Warwick . York : NOW , my good lords of Salisbury and War- Our fimple fupper ended , give me leave , In this ...
Pagina 67
... whose filth and dirt Troubles the filver Spring where England drinks : Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth , For fwallowing up the treafure of the Realm ; Thy lips , that kifs'd the Queen , fhall fweep the ground ; And thou , that ...
... whose filth and dirt Troubles the filver Spring where England drinks : Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth , For fwallowing up the treafure of the Realm ; Thy lips , that kifs'd the Queen , fhall fweep the ground ; And thou , that ...
Pagina 101
... Whose warlike ears could never brook re- treat , Chear'd up the drooping army ; and himself , ( 1 ) The Third Part of K , Henry VI . ] The Action of this Play ( which was at firft printed under this Title , The true Tragedy of Richard ...
... Whose warlike ears could never brook re- treat , Chear'd up the drooping army ; and himself , ( 1 ) The Third Part of K , Henry VI . ] The Action of this Play ( which was at firft printed under this Title , The true Tragedy of Richard ...
Pagina 112
... Whose father flew my father , he fhall die . Tutor . And I , my lord , will bear him company . Clif . Soldiers , away , and drag him hence perforce . Tutor . Ah ! Clifford , murther not this innocent child , Left thou be hated both of ...
... Whose father flew my father , he fhall die . Tutor . And I , my lord , will bear him company . Clif . Soldiers , away , and drag him hence perforce . Tutor . Ah ! Clifford , murther not this innocent child , Left thou be hated both of ...
Pagina 115
... Whose frown hath made thee faint , and fly ere this . Clif . I will not bandy with thee word for word , But buckle with thee blows twice two for one . Queen . Hold , valiant Clifford ; for a thousand caufes I would prolong a while the ...
... Whose frown hath made thee faint , and fly ere this . Clif . I will not bandy with thee word for word , But buckle with thee blows twice two for one . Queen . Hold , valiant Clifford ; for a thousand caufes I would prolong a while the ...
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the ..., Volumul 5 William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1762 |
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againſt Anne Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Coufin Crown death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit faid falfe father fear felf fhall fhame fhould firft flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace Haflings haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour Houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry lady live lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Stanley Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble pleaſe pleaſure pray preſently Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE changes ſhall ſhe Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand unto Warwick whofe wife
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Pagina 336 - 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 368 - 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 213 - 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 366 - 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 190 - 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 190 - 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 200 - 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 211 - 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 366 - 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 375 - 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...