The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Band 8 |
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... true , father , behold his blood . MONT . And , brother , here's the earl of Wiltshire's blood , Whom I encounter'd , as the battles join'd . RICH . Speak thou for me , and tell them what I did.- [ Throwing down the duke of Somerset's ...
... true , father , behold his blood . MONT . And , brother , here's the earl of Wiltshire's blood , Whom I encounter'd , as the battles join'd . RICH . Speak thou for me , and tell them what I did.- [ Throwing down the duke of Somerset's ...
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... True , Clifford ; and that's Richard duke of York . K. HEN . And shall I stand , and thou fit in my throne ? YORK . It must and shall be so . - Content thyfelf . WAR . Be duke of Lancaster , let him be king . WEST . He is both king and ...
... True , Clifford ; and that's Richard duke of York . K. HEN . And shall I stand , and thou fit in my throne ? YORK . It must and shall be so . - Content thyfelf . WAR . Be duke of Lancaster , let him be king . WEST . He is both king and ...
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... true and lawful magiftrate ; That hath authority o'er him that swears . Henry had none ; but did ufurp the place . Then , feeing ' twas he that made you to depofe , Your oath , my lord , is vain and frivolous ; Therefore , to arms . And ...
... true and lawful magiftrate ; That hath authority o'er him that swears . Henry had none ; but did ufurp the place . Then , feeing ' twas he that made you to depofe , Your oath , my lord , is vain and frivolous ; Therefore , to arms . And ...
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... true men yield with robbers fo o'er - matcht , NORTH . What would your grace have done unto him now ? QUEEN . Brave warriors , Clifford and Northumberland , Come make him ftand upon this mole - hill here ; That raught at mountains with ...
... true men yield with robbers fo o'er - matcht , NORTH . What would your grace have done unto him now ? QUEEN . Brave warriors , Clifford and Northumberland , Come make him ftand upon this mole - hill here ; That raught at mountains with ...
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... true , Poor queen and fon ! your labour is but loft , For Warwick is a fubtle orator , And Lewis , a prince foon won with moving words . By this account , then , Margaret may win him , For he's a woman to be pitied much ; Her fighs will ...
... true , Poor queen and fon ! your labour is but loft , For Warwick is a fubtle orator , And Lewis , a prince foon won with moving words . By this account , then , Margaret may win him , For he's a woman to be pitied much ; Her fighs will ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt ANNE anſwer Becauſe blood brother BUCK Buckingham Catesby cauſe CLAR Clarence CLIF Clifford crown curfe death devil doth duke of York DUTCH earl Enter king Exeunt Exit faid father fear fhall firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fovereign friends ftand fubject fuch fweet fword gentle Glo'fter Glouceſter grace gracious GRAY HAST Haſtings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf houſe huſband Ibid JOHNS king Edward Lancaſter laſt live lord Haftings Lord Stanley madam majeſty Montague moſt muſt myſelf noble paffage perfon Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prince prince of Wales quarto QUEEN Ratcliff reafon reft reſt RICH Richard Richard III Richmond ſay SCENE ſeem Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſtand Stanley ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet tell thee thefe THEOB theſe thine thoſe thou thouſand Unleſs unto uſe vice WARB Warwick Whoſe William Brandon words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 422 - 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 353 - 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 537 - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Seite 354 - 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...
Seite 448 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Seite 416 - 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.— Clarence, beware!
Seite 422 - 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...