The Plays of Shakspeare, Band 12Doubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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... king : So should we you , if you should be our king . Glo . If I should be ! I had rather be a pedlar : Far be it from my heart , the thought of it ! Q. Eliz . As little joy , my lord , as you suppose You should enjoy , were you this ...
... king : So should we you , if you should be our king . Glo . If I should be ! I had rather be a pedlar : Far be it from my heart , the thought of it ! Q. Eliz . As little joy , my lord , as you suppose You should enjoy , were you this ...
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... king , As ours by murder , to make him a king ! Edward thy son , which now is Prince of Wales , For Edward my son , which was Prince of Wales Die in his youth by like untimely violence ! Thyself a queen , for me that was a queen ...
... king , As ours by murder , to make him a king ! Edward thy son , which now is Prince of Wales , For Edward my son , which was Prince of Wales Die in his youth by like untimely violence ! Thyself a queen , for me that was a queen ...
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... king's , my looks mine own . Clar . How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak ! Your eyes do menace me : why look ... KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
... king's , my looks mine own . Clar . How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak ! Your eyes do menace me : why look ... KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
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... king . Clar . Erroneous vassals ! the great King of kings Hath in the tables of his law commanded That thou shalt do no murder : will you , then , Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's ? Take heed : for he holds vengeance in his hands ...
... king . Clar . Erroneous vassals ! the great King of kings Hath in the tables of his law commanded That thou shalt do no murder : will you , then , Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's ? Take heed : for he holds vengeance in his hands ...
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... King EDWARD led in sick , Queen ELIZABETH , DORSET , RIVERS , HASTINGS , BUCKINGHAM , GREY , and others . K. Edw ... king ; Lest he that is the supreme King of kings Confound your hidden falsehood , and award Either of you to be the ...
... King EDWARD led in sick , Queen ELIZABETH , DORSET , RIVERS , HASTINGS , BUCKINGHAM , GREY , and others . K. Edw ... king ; Lest he that is the supreme King of kings Confound your hidden falsehood , and award Either of you to be the ...
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Anne Anne Boleyn bear bless blood brother Buck Buckingham Cate Catesby Cham Clar Clarence conscience Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell crown curse daughter dead death Dorset doth Duch Duke Duke of NORFOLK Earl of SURREY Edward Eliz Elizabeth Enter Exit eyes fair farewell father fear friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath haue hear heart Heaven holy honour hope house of Lancaster house of Yorke Kath Katharine King Henry VIII King Richard King's lady live look Lord Cardinal Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings loue LOVELL madam mother Murd murder noble NORFOLK peace pity play poor pray prince Queen RATCLIFF Rich Richmond royal SCENE Shakespeare Sir Thomas Sir Thomas Lovell sorrow soul souldiers speak Stan stand Stanley sweet tell thee There's tongue Tower unto Warwike weep wife Wolsey York
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Seite 140 - 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 ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no...
Seite 12 - 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...
Seite 41 - I passed, 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 136 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Seite 108 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Seite 32 - 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 138 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Seite 40 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, — So full of dismal terror was the time.
Seite 140 - Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Seite 187 - Her own shall bless her; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbors.