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Pagina 30
William Shakespeare. So that , between their titles , and low name , There's nothing differs but the outward fame ... there sits the duke asleep : I'll to the king ; and signify to him , That thus I have resign'd to you my charge . 1 Murd ...
William Shakespeare. So that , between their titles , and low name , There's nothing differs but the outward fame ... there sits the duke asleep : I'll to the king ; and signify to him , That thus I have resign'd to you my charge . 1 Murd ...
Pagina 31
... 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 makes a man a coward ; a man cannot steal , but it accuseth him ; a man cannot swear ...
... 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 makes a man a coward ; a man cannot steal , but it accuseth him ; a man cannot swear ...
Pagina 36
... There , Hastings ; I will never more re- member Our former hatred , so thrive I , and mine ! K. Edw . Dorset , embrace him , -Hastings , love lord marquis . Dor . This interchange of love , I here protest 36 [ Аст II . KING RICHARD III .
... There , Hastings ; I will never more re- member Our former hatred , so thrive I , and mine ! K. Edw . Dorset , embrace him , -Hastings , love lord marquis . Dor . This interchange of love , I here protest 36 [ Аст II . KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 46
... there were none at all : For emulation now , who shall be nearest , Will touch us all too near , if God prevent not . O , full of danger is the duke of Gloster ; And the queen's sons , and brothers , haught and proud : And were they to ...
... there were none at all : For emulation now , who shall be nearest , Will touch us all too near , if God prevent not . O , full of danger is the duke of Gloster ; And the queen's sons , and brothers , haught and proud : And were they to ...
Pagina 51
... there , You break no privilege nor charter there . Oft have I heard of sanctuary men ; But sanctuary children , ne'er till now . Card . My lord , you shall o'er - rule my mind for once .. Come on , lord Hastings , will you go with me ...
... there , You break no privilege nor charter there . Oft have I heard of sanctuary men ; But sanctuary children , ne'er till now . Card . My lord , you shall o'er - rule my mind for once .. Come on , lord Hastings , will you go with me ...
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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.