The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Band 5C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... Edward the Third did reign . More truly now may this he verified ; For none but Samsons , and Goliasses , It sendeth forth to skirmish . One to ten ! Lean raw - bon'd rascals ; who would e'er suppose They had such courage and audacity ...
... Edward the Third did reign . More truly now may this he verified ; For none but Samsons , and Goliasses , It sendeth forth to skirmish . One to ten ! Lean raw - bon'd rascals ; who would e'er suppose They had such courage and audacity ...
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... Edward , king of England ; Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root ? Plan . He bears him on the place's privilege , Or durst not , for his craven heart , say thus . Som . By him that made me , I'll maintain SC . IV . 29 KING HENRY VI .
... Edward , king of England ; Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root ? Plan . He bears him on the place's privilege , Or durst not , for his craven heart , say thus . Som . By him that made me , I'll maintain SC . IV . 29 KING HENRY VI .
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... Edward's son , The first begotten , and the lawful heir Of Edward king , the third of that descent : During whose reign , the Percies of the north , Finding his usurpation most unjust , Endeavour'd my advancement to 32 ACT II . FIRST PART ...
... Edward's son , The first begotten , and the lawful heir Of Edward king , the third of that descent : During whose reign , the Percies of the north , Finding his usurpation most unjust , Endeavour'd my advancement to 32 ACT II . FIRST PART ...
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... Edward the Third , whereas he , From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree , Being but fourth of that heroick line . But mark ; as , in this haughty great attempt , They laboured to plant the rightful heir , I lost my liberty , and they ...
... Edward the Third , whereas he , From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree , Being but fourth of that heroick line . But mark ; as , in this haughty great attempt , They laboured to plant the rightful heir , I lost my liberty , and they ...
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... EDWARD and RICHARD , his Sons . DUKE OF SOMERSET , DUKE OF SUFFOLK , DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM , LORD CLIFFORD , Young CLIFFORD , his Son . EARL OF SALISBURY , EARL OF WARWICK , of the King's Party . } of the York Faction . LORD SCALES ...
... EDWARD and RICHARD , his Sons . DUKE OF SOMERSET , DUKE OF SUFFOLK , DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM , LORD CLIFFORD , Young CLIFFORD , his Son . EARL OF SALISBURY , EARL OF WARWICK , of the King's Party . } of the York Faction . LORD SCALES ...
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Alarum Anne arms art thou bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade canst CATESBY Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death dost doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight foes France friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade lady live look lord Lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty Mess Murd ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE QUEEN MARGARET Reignier Rich RICHARD PLANTAGENET Richmond Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Stan stay Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Tower traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt
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Seite 200 - 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...
Seite 200 - 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...
Seite 200 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Seite 362 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Seite 358 - I shall, despair. — There is no creature loves me ; And, if I die, no soul will pity me : — Nay, wherefore should they ? since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself.
Seite 312 - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.
Seite 200 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Seite 358 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Seite 259 - 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...