The Tragedy of Richard the ThirdMacmillan, 1912 - 198 pagini |
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Pagina 35
... Murd . We are , my lord ; and come to have the warrant , That we may be admitted where he is . Glou . Well thought upon ; I have it here about me . [ Gives the warrant . ] When you have done , repair to Crosby Place . 345 But , sirs ...
... Murd . We are , my lord ; and come to have the warrant , That we may be admitted where he is . Glou . Well thought upon ; I have it here about me . [ Gives the warrant . ] When you have done , repair to Crosby Place . 345 But , sirs ...
Pagina 36
... Murd . We will , my noble lord . 355 [ Exeunt . ] SCENE IV [ London . The Tower . ] Enter Clarence and Keeper . Keep . Why looks your Grace so heavily to - day ? Clar . O , I have pass'd a miserable night , So full of fearful dreams ...
... Murd . We will , my noble lord . 355 [ Exeunt . ] SCENE IV [ London . The Tower . ] Enter Clarence and Keeper . Keep . Why looks your Grace so heavily to - day ? Clar . O , I have pass'd a miserable night , So full of fearful dreams ...
Pagina 39
... Murd . Ho ! who's here ? Brak . What wouldst thou , fellow , and how cam'st thou hither ? 2. Murd . I would speak with Clarence , and I came hither on my legs . Brak . What , so brief ? 85 1. Murd . ' Tis better , sir , than to be ...
... Murd . Ho ! who's here ? Brak . What wouldst thou , fellow , and how cam'st thou hither ? 2. Murd . I would speak with Clarence , and I came hither on my legs . Brak . What , so brief ? 85 1. Murd . ' Tis better , sir , than to be ...
Pagina 40
... Murd . What , shall we stab him as he sleeps ? 1. Murd . No ; he'll say ' twas done cowardly , when he wakes . 100 2. Murd . Why , he shall never wake until the 105 great judgement - day . 1. Murd . Why , then he'll say we stabb'd him ...
... Murd . What , shall we stab him as he sleeps ? 1. Murd . No ; he'll say ' twas done cowardly , when he wakes . 100 2. Murd . Why , he shall never wake until the 105 great judgement - day . 1. Murd . Why , then he'll say we stabb'd him ...
Pagina 41
... Murd . How dost thou feel thyself now ? 2. Murd . Some certain dregs of conscience are yet within me . 1. Murd . Remember our reward , when the deed's done . 2. Murd . ' Zounds , he dies ! I had forgot the reward . 1. Murd . Where's thy ...
... Murd . How dost thou feel thyself now ? 2. Murd . Some certain dregs of conscience are yet within me . 1. Murd . Remember our reward , when the deed's done . 2. Murd . ' Zounds , he dies ! I had forgot the reward . 1. Murd . Where's thy ...
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Anne battle Baynard's Castle blood Brak Brakenbury brother Buck Buckingham Cate Catesby Clar Clarence conscience cousin crown curse daughter dead dear death deed Dorset dost doth dream Duch Duke Duke of Gloucester Duke of York Edward Eliz Elizabeth England Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Ff omit friends gentle Glou God's Grace Grey hate hath hear heart heaven Henry Holinshed holy house of Lancaster husband Julius Cæsar kill'd King Richard Lady live look Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings Lord Stanley madam Margaret Marry Mayor Mess mother Murd murder noble Norfolk peace Plantagenet play Prince Qq omit Queen Ratcliff Re-enter Rich Richard III Richard the Third Richm Richmond Rivers royal SCENE Shakespeare sleep sorrow soul Stan sweet tell thee thou hast throne thyself to-morrow Tower tragedy Tyrrel uncle unto weep wife withal York
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Pagina 152 - I am a villain : yet I lie, I am not. Fool, of thyself speak well : fool, do not flatter. 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 direst degree ; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty!
Pagina 4 - ... 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; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...
Pagina 158 - 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 151 - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Pagina 4 - Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds, To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Pagina 152 - What do I fear? Myself? There's none else by. Richard loves Richard: that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here?
Pagina 37 - Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears ! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes...
Pagina 152 - Fool, of thyself speak well : — Fool, do not flatter. 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 us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, — Guilty ! guilty ! I shall, despair.
Pagina 38 - 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.