The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Band 5 |
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... honours die ! Shall Henry's Conqueft , Bedford's vigilance , Your deeds of war , and all our counsel die ? O peers of England , fhameful is this league , Fatal this marriage ; cancelling your fame , Blotting your names from books of ...
... honours die ! Shall Henry's Conqueft , Bedford's vigilance , Your deeds of war , and all our counsel die ? O peers of England , fhameful is this league , Fatal this marriage ; cancelling your fame , Blotting your names from books of ...
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... honour of this warlike ifle ! France fhould have torn and rent my very heart , Before I would have yielded to this league . I never read , but England's Kings have had Large fums of gold , and dowries with their wives : And our King ...
... honour of this warlike ifle ! France fhould have torn and rent my very heart , Before I would have yielded to this league . I never read , but England's Kings have had Large fums of gold , and dowries with their wives : And our King ...
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... honour'd of the people . Join we together for the public good , In what we can , to bridle and fupprefs The pride of Suffolk , and the Cardinal , With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition ; And , as we may , cherifh Duke Humphry's deeds ...
... honour'd of the people . Join we together for the public good , In what we can , to bridle and fupprefs The pride of Suffolk , and the Cardinal , With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition ; And , as we may , cherifh Duke Humphry's deeds ...
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... honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on the face , Until thy head be circled with the fame , Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious Gold.- What ! is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together ...
... honours of the world ? If fo , gaze on , and grovel on the face , Until thy head be circled with the fame , Put forth thy hand , reach at the glorious Gold.- What ! is't too fhort ? I'll lengthen it with mine . And having both together ...
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... honour to disgrace's feet ? Away from me , and let me hear no more . Elean . What , what , my Lord ! are you fo cholerick With Eleanor , for telling but her dream ? Next time , I'll keep my dreams unto myself , And not be check'd . Glo ...
... honour to disgrace's feet ? Away from me , and let me hear no more . Elean . What , what , my Lord ! are you fo cholerick With Eleanor , for telling but her dream ? Next time , I'll keep my dreams unto myself , And not be check'd . Glo ...
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear feems fenfe fent fhall fhame fhould fight firft flain fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf honour Houſe Jack Cade King Henry King's lady laft Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard SCENE ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerſet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand unto WARBURTON Warwick whofe wife words
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Seite 243 - 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 156 - 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...
Seite 452 - 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.
Seite 417 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Seite 455 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Seite 455 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Seite 452 - 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 464 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting— Which was a sin— yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: ever witness for him Those twins of learning that he rais'd in you, Ipswich and Oxford! One of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Seite 230 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; 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.
Seite 456 - 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...