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... conscience , and these bars against me , And I no friends to back my suit withal , But the plain devil , and dissembling looks , And yet to win her , all the world to nothing ! Ha ! Hath she forgot already that brave prince , Edward ...
... conscience , and these bars against me , And I no friends to back my suit withal , But the plain devil , and dissembling looks , And yet to win her , all the world to nothing ! Ha ! Hath she forgot already that brave prince , Edward ...
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... conscience still be - gnaw thy soul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv❜st , And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends ! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine , Unless it be while some tormenting dream Affrights ...
... conscience still be - gnaw thy soul ! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv❜st , And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends ! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine , Unless it be while some tormenting dream Affrights ...
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... conscience now ? 2 Murd . In the duke of Gloster's purse . 1 Murd . So , when he opens his purse to give us our reward , thy conscience flies out . • 2 Murd . ' Tis no matter ; let it go ; there's few , or none , will entertain it . 1 ...
... conscience now ? 2 Murd . In the duke of Gloster's purse . 1 Murd . So , when he opens his purse to give us our reward , thy conscience flies out . • 2 Murd . ' Tis no matter ; let it go ; there's few , or none , will entertain it . 1 ...
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... conscience in your grace ; But the respects thereof are nice and trivial , All circumstances well considered . You say , that Edward is your brother's son ; So say we too , but not by Edward's wife : 6 As the ripe revenue and due of ...
... conscience in your grace ; But the respects thereof are nice and trivial , All circumstances well considered . You say , that Edward is your brother's son ; So say we too , but not by Edward's wife : 6 As the ripe revenue and due of ...
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... conscience and my soul.- Re - enter BUCKINGHAM , and the Rest . Cousin of Buckingham , —and sage , grave men , — Since you will buckle fortune on my back , To bear her burden , whe'r I will , or no , I must have patience to endure the ...
... conscience and my soul.- Re - enter BUCKINGHAM , and the Rest . Cousin of Buckingham , —and sage , grave men , — Since you will buckle fortune on my back , To bear her burden , whe'r I will , or no , I must have patience to endure the ...
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ancient Anne Antony and Cleopatra archbishop Ben Jonson bishop blood brother Buck Buckingham called cardinal Cates Catesby Cham Clar Clarence conscience court curse daughter death devil doth Duch duke Earl Earl of Richmond editors Eliz England Enter Exeunt Exit fair fear folio friends Gent gentleman give Gloster grace Hanmer hath heart heaven Holinshed holy honour Johnson Kath Katharine King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III king's lady live Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings Lovel madam Malone Mason means Murd never noble Norfolk old copy passage person play Polydore Virgil pray prince quarto queen Rape of Lucrece Ratcliff Rich Richmond Ritson royal scene Shakspeare Sir Thomas Sir Thomas Hanmer soul speak Stan Stanley Steevens tell thee Theobald thou Tower unto Warburton wife Wolsey word York
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Página 283 - 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 mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour...
Página 197 - I COME no more to make you laugh ; things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow. Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present.
Página 283 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Página 283 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's...
Página 183 - What do I fear? myself? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here?
Página 183 - 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!
Página 283 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord! The king shall have my service; but my prayers For ever, and for ever, shall be yours.
Página 14 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable 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, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover.
Página 283 - So excellent in art and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little : And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died fearing God Kath.
Página 283 - 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.