The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... Gaunt , Duke of Lancafter , Uncles to the King . BOLINGBROKE , Earl of Hereford , Son to John of Gaunt , afterwards King Henry the Fourth . AUMERLE , Son to the Duke of York . MOWBRAY , Duke of Norfolk , Earl of SALISBURY . Earl of ...
... Gaunt , Duke of Lancafter , Uncles to the King . BOLINGBROKE , Earl of Hereford , Son to John of Gaunt , afterwards King Henry the Fourth . AUMERLE , Son to the Duke of York . MOWBRAY , Duke of Norfolk , Earl of SALISBURY . Earl of ...
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... Gaunt , with other Nobles K. Rich . O and Attendants . LD John of Gaunt , time - honour'd Laz- cafter , Haft thou , according to thy oath and bond , Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold fon , Here to make good the boift'rous late ...
... Gaunt , with other Nobles K. Rich . O and Attendants . LD John of Gaunt , time - honour'd Laz- cafter , Haft thou , according to thy oath and bond , Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold fon , Here to make good the boift'rous late ...
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... Gaunt , K. Rich . We were not born to fue , but to command , Which fince we cannot do to make you friends , Be ready , as your lives fhall answer it , At Coventry , upon Saint Lambert's day . There fhall your fwords and lances arbitrate ...
... Gaunt , K. Rich . We were not born to fue , but to command , Which fince we cannot do to make you friends , Be ready , as your lives fhall answer it , At Coventry , upon Saint Lambert's day . There fhall your fwords and lances arbitrate ...
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... Gaunt and Dutchess of Gloucester . Gaunt . Alas , the part I had in Glofter's blood * Doth more follicit me than your exclaims , To ftir against the butchers of his life . But fince correction lyeth in those hands , Which made the fault ...
... Gaunt and Dutchess of Gloucester . Gaunt . Alas , the part I had in Glofter's blood * Doth more follicit me than your exclaims , To ftir against the butchers of his life . But fince correction lyeth in those hands , Which made the fault ...
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... Gaunt , thy fometime brother's wife With her companion grief muft end her life . Gaunt . Sifter , farewel ; I must to Coventry . As much good stay with thee , as go with me ! Dutch . Yet one word more ; grief boundeth where it falls ...
... Gaunt , thy fometime brother's wife With her companion grief muft end her life . Gaunt . Sifter , farewel ; I must to Coventry . As much good stay with thee , as go with me ! Dutch . Yet one word more ; grief boundeth where it falls ...
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Seite 313 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Seite 161 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Seite 270 - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds : That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Seite 164 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Seite 103 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Seite 288 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
Seite 161 - What, art mad ? A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears : see how yond justice rails upon yond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
Seite 266 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Seite 270 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Seite 132 - You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters...