The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Richard III ; King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ; Timon of Athens ; CoriolanusLongman and Company, 1847 |
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Pagina 36
... give us our reward , thy conscience flies out . 2 Murd . ' Tis no matter ; let it go ; there's few or none will entertain it . 1 Murd . What , if it come to thee again ? 2 Murd . I'll not meddle with it , it is a dangerous thing , it ...
... give us our reward , thy conscience flies out . 2 Murd . ' Tis no matter ; let it go ; there's few or none will entertain it . 1 Murd . What , if it come to thee again ? 2 Murd . I'll not meddle with it , it is a dangerous thing , it ...
Pagina 41
... some hole , [ Exit . Till that the duke give order for his burial : And when I have my meed , I will away ; For this will out , and then I must not stay . [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I. - The same . A SCENE IV . 41 KING RICHARD III .
... some hole , [ Exit . Till that the duke give order for his burial : And when I have my meed , I will away ; For this will out , and then I must not stay . [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I. - The same . A SCENE IV . 41 KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 45
... give pardon to a slave ? My brother kill'd no man , his fault was thought , And yet his punishment was bitter death . Who sued to me for him ? who , in my wrath , Kneel'd at my feet , and bade me be advis'd ? Who spoke of brotherhood ...
... give pardon to a slave ? My brother kill'd no man , his fault was thought , And yet his punishment was bitter death . Who sued to me for him ? who , in my wrath , Kneel'd at my feet , and bade me be advis'd ? Who spoke of brotherhood ...
Pagina 51
... give your censures in this weighty business ? [ Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOSTER . Buck . My lord , whoever journeys to the prince , For God's sake , let not us two stay at home : For , by the way , I'll sort occasion , As index to ...
... give your censures in this weighty business ? [ Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOSTER . Buck . My lord , whoever journeys to the prince , For God's sake , let not us two stay at home : For , by the way , I'll sort occasion , As index to ...
Pagina 60
... give ; And , being but a toy , which is no grief to give . Glo . A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin . York . A greater gift ! O , that's the sword to it ? Glo . Ay , gentle cousin , were it light enough . 2 lightly- ] Commonly ...
... give ; And , being but a toy , which is no grief to give . Glo . A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin . York . A greater gift ! O , that's the sword to it ? Glo . Ay , gentle cousin , were it light enough . 2 lightly- ] Commonly ...
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alcib Alcibiades Anne Apem Apemantus Aufidius bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal CATESBY Cham Clarence Cominius Coriolanus Cres Cressida curse death Diomed dost doth Duch duke Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fear Flav fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster gods grace hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector honour i'the JOHNSON Kath king lady Lart look lord Lord Chamberlain madam MALONE Marcius means Menelaus Menenius mother Murd ne'er never noble o'the Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richard Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVELL soul speak sweet sword tell thee Ther there's Thersites thine thing thou art thou hast Timon tongue Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy Ulyss unto word
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Pagina 215 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have. And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 214 - 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 honours 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 214 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Pagina 282 - The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order : And therefore is the glorious planet Sol In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd Amidst the other ; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad...
Pagina 127 - 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!
Pagina 217 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; th(?n if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 283 - Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then every thing includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite ; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Pagina 330 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done: perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: to have done is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Pagina 6 - 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 217 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no...