The Vale Shakespeare, Volumul 25Hacon & Ricketts, 1903 |
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Pagina ix
... hands.- But who comes here ? the new - deliver'd Hastings ? ( Enter Lord Hastings . ) HASTINGS . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! GLOUCESTER . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to the open air . How ...
... hands.- But who comes here ? the new - deliver'd Hastings ? ( Enter Lord Hastings . ) HASTINGS . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! GLOUCESTER . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to the open air . How ...
Pagina x
... hand that made these wounds ! Lo , in these windows that let forth thy life I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.- Curs'd be the hand that made these fatal holes ! Curs'd be the heart that had the heart to do.
... hand that made these wounds ! Lo , in these windows that let forth thy life I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.- Curs'd be the hand that made these fatal holes ! Curs'd be the heart that had the heart to do.
Pagina xiii
... hand . ANNE . In thy foul throat thou liest : Queen Margaret saw Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood ; The which thou once didst bend against her breast , But that thy brothers beat aside the point . GLOUCESTER . I was provoked ...
... hand . ANNE . In thy foul throat thou liest : Queen Margaret saw Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood ; The which thou once didst bend against her breast , But that thy brothers beat aside the point . GLOUCESTER . I was provoked ...
Pagina xvi
... hand , which , for thy love , did kill thy love , Shall , for thy love , kill a far truer love ; To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary . ANNE . I would I knew thy heart . GLOUCESTER . ' Tis figur'd in my tongue . ANNE xvi.
... hand , which , for thy love , did kill thy love , Shall , for thy love , kill a far truer love ; To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary . ANNE . I would I knew thy heart . GLOUCESTER . ' Tis figur'd in my tongue . ANNE xvi.
Pagina xvii
... hand , Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever . ANNE . What is it ? GLOUCESTER . That it would please thee leave these sad designs To him that hath more cause to be a mourner , And presently repair to Crosby Place ; Where , after I ...
... hand , Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever . ANNE . What is it ? GLOUCESTER . That it would please thee leave these sad designs To him that hath more cause to be a mourner , And presently repair to Crosby Place ; Where , after I ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
ANNE arms Baynard's Castle blood BRAKENBURY brother BUCKINGHAM Catesby Clarence cousin crown curse daughter dead dear death deed DERBY didst Dorset dost thou doth dream DUCHESS Duchess of York Duke Duke of Gloucester Enter Gloucester Enter the Ghost Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear friends gentle give God's grace gracious lord grandam Grey happy hate hath hear heart heaven holy honour house of Lancaster husband Julius Cæsar kill'd KING EDWARD KING RICHARD Lady liege live look lord chamberlain Lord Hastings Lord Stanley madam majesty mayor MESSENGER mother noble Norfolk peace Plantagenet poor pray prince PURSUIVANT QUEEN ELIZABETH QUEEN MARGARET Ratcliff Richard Ratcliff Richmond RIVERS royal SCENE SECOND MURDERER sleep sorrow soul sovereign speak sweet sword tell tender thee thine THIRD CITIZEN thou art thou hast thyself to-morrow Tower traitor Tyrrel uncle unto weep wife William Brandon York
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Pagina xxxi - All scattered in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Pagina vi - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, 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 v - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Pagina lxvii - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.
Pagina vi - I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days...
Pagina cxxii - 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!
Pagina xviii - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? 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...
Pagina xxx - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, 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 cxvi - 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 cxvii - I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why: Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.