The Plays of William Shakespeare in Ten Volumes: With Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 7C. Bathurst, 1778 |
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... Buck . 2 It is determin'd , not concluded yet : ] Determin'd fignifies the final conclufion of the will : concluded , what cannot be altered by reason of some act , confequent on the final judgment . WARBURTON . 3 Here come the lords of ...
... Buck . 2 It is determin'd , not concluded yet : ] Determin'd fignifies the final conclufion of the will : concluded , what cannot be altered by reason of some act , confequent on the final judgment . WARBURTON . 3 Here come the lords of ...
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... Buck . Northumberland , then prefent , wept to fee it . 2. Mar. What ! were you fnarling all , before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ? Did York's dread curfe prevail fo much ...
... Buck . Northumberland , then prefent , wept to fee it . 2. Mar. What ! were you fnarling all , before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ? Did York's dread curfe prevail fo much ...
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... Buck . Peace , peace , for fhame , if not for charity . 2. Mar. Urge neither charity nor fhame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , And fhamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my fhame , - And in ...
... Buck . Peace , peace , for fhame , if not for charity . 2. Mar. Urge neither charity nor fhame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , And fhamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my fhame , - And in ...
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... Buck . My hair doth ftand on end to hear her curfes . Riv . And fo doth mine ; I wonder , fhe's at liberty Glo . I cannot blame her , by God's holy mother ; She hath had too much wrong , and I repent . My part thereof , that I have done ...
... Buck . My hair doth ftand on end to hear her curfes . Riv . And fo doth mine ; I wonder , fhe's at liberty Glo . I cannot blame her , by God's holy mother ; She hath had too much wrong , and I repent . My part thereof , that I have done ...
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... Buck . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace , but with all duteous love [ To the Queen . Doth cherish you , and yours , God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love ! When I have moft need to employ a ...
... Buck . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace , but with all duteous love [ To the Queen . Doth cherish you , and yours , God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love ! When I have moft need to employ a ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt Anne Antium Aufidius becauſe beft blood Buck Buckingham bufinefs cardinal Catesby caufe Cham Clarence Cominius confcience Coriolanus curfe death duke Edward Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion faid fame fatirical fear feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould fignifies filk fince firſt flain fome foul fpeak fpeech friends ftand ftate ftill fubject fuch fword Glofter grace Haftings hath hear heart heaven himſelf Holinfhed honour houſe huſband JOHNSON king lady laft Lart Lartius lefs lord Lord Chamberlain madam Marcius Menenius moft moſt muft Murd muſt myſelf noble old copy paffage peace perfon pleaſe pleaſure Plutarch pray prefent prince Queen reafon Rich Richard Richard III Rome ſay Shakeſpeare ſhall ſpeak ſtate STEEVENS thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou ufed unto uſed Volces WARBURTON whofe wife Wolfey word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 273 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 41 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell ; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Página 277 - 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 ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Página 155 - 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?
Página 288 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely. Ever witness for him Those twins of learning that he rais'd in you, Ipswich and Oxford! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Página 275 - Go, get thee from me, Cromwell; I am a poor fallen man, unworthy now , To be thy lord and master: Seek the king; That sun, I pray, may never set!
Página 231 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Página 6 - 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. To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.