The Plays, Volumul 7Otridge & Rackham, 1824 |
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Pagina 20
... telling of the king ? Tell him , and spare not : look , what I have said I will avouch , in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower . ' Tis time to speak , my pains * are quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I ...
... telling of the king ? Tell him , and spare not : look , what I have said I will avouch , in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower . ' Tis time to speak , my pains * are quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I ...
Pagina 26
... tell them - ' tis the queen and her allies , That stir the king against the duke my brother . Now they believe it ; and withal whet me To be reveng'd on Rivers , Vaughan , Grey : But then I sigh , and , with a piece of Scripture , Tell ...
... tell them - ' tis the queen and her allies , That stir the king against the duke my brother . Now they believe it ; and withal whet me To be reveng'd on Rivers , Vaughan , Grey : But then I sigh , and , with a piece of Scripture , Tell ...
Pagina 28
... tell me . Clar . Methought , that I had broken from the Tower , And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy ; And , in my company , my brother Gloster : Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches ; thence we look'd toward Eng- land ...
... tell me . Clar . Methought , that I had broken from the Tower , And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy ; And , in my company , my brother Gloster : Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches ; thence we look'd toward Eng- land ...
Pagina 29
... tell it . Clar . O , Brakenbury , I have done these things , - That now give evidence against my soul , - For Edward's sake ; and , see , how he requites me ! — O God ! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee , But thou wilt be aveng'd ...
... tell it . Clar . O , Brakenbury , I have done these things , - That now give evidence against my soul , - For Edward's sake ; and , see , how he requites me ! — O God ! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee , But thou wilt be aveng'd ...
Pagina 30
... can defend me . 1 Murd . I thought thou hadst been resolute . 2 Murd . So I am , to let him live . 1 Murd . I'll back to the duke of Gloster , and tell him so . 2 Murd . Nay , I pr'ythee , stay a 30 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
... can defend me . 1 Murd . I thought thou hadst been resolute . 2 Murd . So I am , to let him live . 1 Murd . I'll back to the duke of Gloster , and tell him so . 2 Murd . Nay , I pr'ythee , stay a 30 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
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Achilles Æneas Agam Agamemnon Ajax Anne Antenor arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Cate Catesby Cham Clar Clarence cousin Cres Cressid Crom curse death Deiphobus Diomed Diomedes Dorset doth Duch duke duke of Norfolk Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks Hastings hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen Helenus holy honour i'the Kath King Richard king's lady live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings Lovell madam Menelaus Murd Nest Nestor night noble Norfolk o'the Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace pray Priam prince queen Rich Richmond royal SCENE Sir Thomas Lovell soul speak Stan Stanley Suff sweet sword tell tent thee Ther there's Thersites thou art to-morrow Troilus Trojan Troy trumpets Ulyss uncle unto weep Wolsey
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Pagina 189 - 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 3 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous lookingglass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion.
Pagina 191 - 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 mention Of me more must he heard of — say, I taught thee...
Pagina 244 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad. But when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea, shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds! Frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate, The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
Pagina 188 - 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 29 - 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 191 - I taught thee— Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in— A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Pagina 244 - 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 : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander...
Pagina 191 - 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 ; then if thou fall'st, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 189 - 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.