Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... Highness's name , to repair to your feveral dwelling places , and not to wear , handle , or use any fword , weapon , or deg- ger henceforward , upon pain of death . Glou . Cardinal , I'll be no breaker of the law : But we shall meet ...
... Highness's name , to repair to your feveral dwelling places , and not to wear , handle , or use any fword , weapon , or deg- ger henceforward , upon pain of death . Glou . Cardinal , I'll be no breaker of the law : But we shall meet ...
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... before your Highness ' feet : And with fubmiffive loyalty of heart Afcribes the glory of his conqueft got , First to my God , and next unto your Grace . K. Henry . K. Henry . Is this the fam'd Lord Talbot , 54 The First Part of.
... before your Highness ' feet : And with fubmiffive loyalty of heart Afcribes the glory of his conqueft got , First to my God , and next unto your Grace . K. Henry . K. Henry . Is this the fam'd Lord Talbot , 54 The First Part of.
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... Highness fhall command a peace . Som . The quarrel toucheth none but us alone , Betwixt our felves let us decide it then . York . There is my pledge ; accept it , Somerfet . Ver . Nay , let it reft where it began at first . Baf ...
... Highness fhall command a peace . Som . The quarrel toucheth none but us alone , Betwixt our felves let us decide it then . York . There is my pledge ; accept it , Somerfet . Ver . Nay , let it reft where it began at first . Baf ...
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William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. Exe . It grieves his Highness : good my Lords , be friends . K. Henry . Come hither you that would be combatants : Henceforth I charge you , as you love our favour , Quite to forget this quarrel and ...
William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. Exe . It grieves his Highness : good my Lords , be friends . K. Henry . Come hither you that would be combatants : Henceforth I charge you , as you love our favour , Quite to forget this quarrel and ...
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... presently to France . Glou . And for the proffer of my Lord your mafter , I have inform'd his Highness fo at large , As liking of the Lady's virtuous gifts , Her Her beauty and the value of her dower , He 74 The First Part of.
... presently to France . Glou . And for the proffer of my Lord your mafter , I have inform'd his Highness fo at large , As liking of the Lady's virtuous gifts , Her Her beauty and the value of her dower , He 74 The First Part of.
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Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt.I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1770 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt Alarum Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf felves fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Protector Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand unto Warwick whofe
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Página 466 - 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 436 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Página 225 - 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...
Página 225 - 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 ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Página 281 - 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.
Página 240 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Página 468 - 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...