The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Band 5R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... doth bring his pedigree , Being but the fourth of that heroic line . But mark ; as , in this haughty great attempt , They laboured to plant the rightful heir , I loft my liberty , and they their lives . Long after this , when Henry the ...
... doth bring his pedigree , Being but the fourth of that heroic line . But mark ; as , in this haughty great attempt , They laboured to plant the rightful heir , I loft my liberty , and they their lives . Long after this , when Henry the ...
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... doth , Which giveth many wounds , when one will kill . Mourn not , except thou forrow for my good ; Only , give order for my funeral ; And fo farewell ; and fair be all thy hopes ! And profperous be thy life , in peace , and war ...
... doth , Which giveth many wounds , when one will kill . Mourn not , except thou forrow for my good ; Only , give order for my funeral ; And fo farewell ; and fair be all thy hopes ! And profperous be thy life , in peace , and war ...
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... doth afflict my Can you , my lord of Winchester , behold [ foul ! ~ My fighs and tears , and will not once relent ? Who fhould be pitiful , if you be not ? Or who fhould ftudy to prefer a peace , If holy churchmen take delight in broils ...
... doth afflict my Can you , my lord of Winchester , behold [ foul ! ~ My fighs and tears , and will not once relent ? Who fhould be pitiful , if you be not ? Or who fhould ftudy to prefer a peace , If holy churchmen take delight in broils ...
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... doth appear : Why look you ftill fo ftern and tragical ? Glo . Here , Winchester , I offer thee my hand . K. Henry . Fie , uncle Beaufort ! I have heard you preach , That malice was a great and grievous fin , And will not you maintain ...
... doth appear : Why look you ftill fo ftern and tragical ? Glo . Here , Winchester , I offer thee my hand . K. Henry . Fie , uncle Beaufort ! I have heard you preach , That malice was a great and grievous fin , And will not you maintain ...
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... doth belong unto the houfe of York , From whence you fpring by lineal descent . Rich . Thy humble fervant vows obedience , And humble fervice , ' till the point of death . K. Henry . Stoop then , and set your knee against And , in ...
... doth belong unto the houfe of York , From whence you fpring by lineal descent . Rich . Thy humble fervant vows obedience , And humble fervice , ' till the point of death . K. Henry . Stoop then , and set your knee against And , in ...
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Afide againſt Alarum Alcibiades anfwer Apemantus art thou Baft Becauſe beſt blood brother Burgundy Cade Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doft doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain Flav foldiers fome foul fovereign fpeak France friends ftand ftay fuch fure fweet fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven HENRY VI Henry's himſelf honour houfe houſe Humphrey Jack Cade King HENRY lord lord protector mafter majeſty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble pleaſe pleaſure prefent prifoner prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saliſbury SCENE ſhall Somerſet ſpeak ſtand ſtay Suffolk Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou fhalt thouſand Timon unto Warwick whofe wilt yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 22 - 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; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Seite 22 - 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 22 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? 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...