The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Band 7Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... hours of grief , Die neither mother , wife , nor England's queen ! Rivers , and Dorset , -you were standers by , And so wast thou , lord Hastings , -when my son Was stabb'd with bloody daggers ; God , I pray him , That none of you may ...
... hours of grief , Die neither mother , wife , nor England's queen ! Rivers , and Dorset , -you were standers by , And so wast thou , lord Hastings , -when my son Was stabb'd with bloody daggers ; God , I pray him , That none of you may ...
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... . Brak . I will , my lord ; God give your grace good rest ! [ CLARENCE reposes himself on a Chair . Sorrow breaks seasons , and reposing hours , Makes the night morning , and the noon - tide 30 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
... . Brak . I will , my lord ; God give your grace good rest ! [ CLARENCE reposes himself on a Chair . Sorrow breaks seasons , and reposing hours , Makes the night morning , and the noon - tide 30 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
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... hours old ; ' Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth . Grandam , this would have been a biting jest . Duch . I pr'ythee , pretty York , who told thee this ? York . Grandam , his nurse . Duch . His nurse ? why , she was dead ere ...
... hours old ; ' Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth . Grandam , this would have been a biting jest . Duch . I pr'ythee , pretty York , who told thee this ? York . Grandam , his nurse . Duch . His nurse ? why , she was dead ere ...
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... hour of death is expiate . ' Riv . Come , Grey , - come , Vaughan , - here embrace : - let us Farewell , until we meet again in heaven . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . London . A Room in the Tower . BUCKINGHAM , STANLEY , HASTINGS , the Bishop ...
... hour of death is expiate . ' Riv . Come , Grey , - come , Vaughan , - here embrace : - let us Farewell , until we meet again in heaven . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . London . A Room in the Tower . BUCKINGHAM , STANLEY , HASTINGS , the Bishop ...
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... hour , at Baynard's castle . [ Exeunt LovEL and CATESBY . 1 Now will I in , to take some privy order To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight ; And to give notice , that no manner of person Have , any time , recourse unto the princes ...
... hour , at Baynard's castle . [ Exeunt LovEL and CATESBY . 1 Now will I in , to take some privy order To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight ; And to give notice , that no manner of person Have , any time , recourse unto the princes ...
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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 Cran Cres Cressid Crom curse death DEIPHOBUS Diomed 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 Hast hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen Helenus holy honour i'the Kath King RICHARD king's lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings LOVELL madam Menelaus Murd Nest Nestor noble Norfolk Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace Pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richmond royal SCENE Sir THOMAS LOVELL sorrow soul speak Stan Stanley sweet sword tell tent thee Ther there's Thersites thou art to-morrow Tower Troilus Trojan Troy trumpet Ulyss uncle unto WOLSEY
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Seite 299 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Seite 30 - 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.
Seite 203 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ! — The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Seite 200 - 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.
Seite 316 - I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Cressida. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fye, fye upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive* of her body.
Seite 256 - 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!
Seite 211 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Seite 210 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Seite 3 - Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged 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...
Seite 255 - 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, What plagues, and what portents?