The Works: Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton, and Dodd, are Pointed Out. Together with the Author's Life; a Glossary; Copious Indexes; and a List of the Various Readings. In Eight Volumes, Band 5A. Donaldson, and sold at his shop, London; and at Edinburgh, 1771 |
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... rich Cardinal , And from the great and new - made Duke of Suffolk , Yet I do find it fo : for to be plain , They ( knowing Dame Eleanor's afpiring humour ) Have hired me to undermine the Duchefs , And buzz thefe conjurations in her ...
... rich Cardinal , And from the great and new - made Duke of Suffolk , Yet I do find it fo : for to be plain , They ( knowing Dame Eleanor's afpiring humour ) Have hired me to undermine the Duchefs , And buzz thefe conjurations in her ...
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... rich hangings in an homely house , So was his will in his old feeble body . But , noble as he is , look where he comes . Enter Salisbury . Sal . Now , by my sword , well haft thou fought to- day ; By th ' mafs , fo did we all . I thank ...
... rich hangings in an homely house , So was his will in his old feeble body . But , noble as he is , look where he comes . Enter Salisbury . Sal . Now , by my sword , well haft thou fought to- day ; By th ' mafs , fo did we all . I thank ...
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... Rich . Speak thou for me , and tell them what I did.- [ Throwing down the Duke of Somerfet's head . Tork . Richard hath best deserv'd of all my fons . Is his Grace dead , my Lord of Somerset ? Norf . Such hope have all the line of John ...
... Rich . Speak thou for me , and tell them what I did.- [ Throwing down the Duke of Somerfet's head . Tork . Richard hath best deserv'd of all my fons . Is his Grace dead , my Lord of Somerset ? Norf . Such hope have all the line of John ...
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... Rich Arm'd as we are , let's ftay within this houfe . War . The bloody parliament fhall this be call'd , Unlefs Plantagenet Duke of York be King ; And bafhful Henry depos'd , whofe cowardice Hath made us by - words to our enemies . York ...
... Rich Arm'd as we are , let's ftay within this houfe . War . The bloody parliament fhall this be call'd , Unlefs Plantagenet Duke of York be King ; And bafhful Henry depos'd , whofe cowardice Hath made us by - words to our enemies . York ...
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... Rich . You are old enough now , you lofe : and yet methinks Father , tear the crown from the ufurper's head . Edw . Sweet father , do fo ; fet it on your head . Mont Good brother , as thou lov'ft and honour'st Let's fight it out , and ...
... Rich . You are old enough now , you lofe : and yet methinks Father , tear the crown from the ufurper's head . Edw . Sweet father , do fo ; fet it on your head . Mont Good brother , as thou lov'ft and honour'st Let's fight it out , and ...
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againſt Anne art thou blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catef caufe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience coufin crown curfe death doft doth Duch Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fubject fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Grace gracious Haft Haftings hath hear heart heav'n Highnefs himſelf honour houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry Lady live Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtand Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe unto Warwick whofe wife
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Seite 182 - 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 her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Seite 328 - 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.
Seite 119 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Seite 193 - 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 330 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Seite 119 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Seite 169 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.