Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... comes . I'll have a bout with thee ; Devil , or devil's dam , I'll conjure thee : Blood will I draw on thee , thou ... Come , come , ' tis only I 22 The First Part of.
... comes . I'll have a bout with thee ; Devil , or devil's dam , I'll conjure thee : Blood will I draw on thee , thou ... Come , come , ' tis only I 22 The First Part of.
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... come . Mor . Richard Plantagenet , 3 ' friend , is he come ? Plan . I , noble uncle , thus ignobly us❜d , Your nephew , late defpifed Richard , comes . Mor . Direct mine arms I may embrace his neck , And in his bofom spend my latest ...
... come . Mor . Richard Plantagenet , 3 ' friend , is he come ? Plan . I , noble uncle , thus ignobly us❜d , Your nephew , late defpifed Richard , comes . Mor . Direct mine arms I may embrace his neck , And in his bofom spend my latest ...
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... comes the Duke and his : Fortune in favour makes him lag behind . Summon a parley , we will talk with him . [ Trumpets found a parley . SCE NE VIII . Enter the Duke of Burgundy marching . Dau . A parley with the Duke of Burgundy . Burg ...
... comes the Duke and his : Fortune in favour makes him lag behind . Summon a parley , we will talk with him . [ Trumpets found a parley . SCE NE VIII . Enter the Duke of Burgundy marching . Dau . A parley with the Duke of Burgundy . Burg ...
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... But more , when envy breeds unkind divifion , Then comes the ruin , there begins confufion . 4 wish , . . . old edit . Theob . emend , [ Exit . SCENE SCENE BOURDEAUX . III . Enter Talbot with trumpets , King HENRY VI . 61.
... But more , when envy breeds unkind divifion , Then comes the ruin , there begins confufion . 4 wish , . . . old edit . Theob . emend , [ Exit . SCENE SCENE BOURDEAUX . III . Enter Talbot with trumpets , King HENRY VI . 61.
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William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. Som . Come go , I will difpatch the horsemen ftrait : Within fix hours they will be at his aid . Lucy . Too late comes refcue now : he's ta'en or flain , For fly he could not , if he would have fled ...
William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. Som . Come go , I will difpatch the horsemen ftrait : Within fix hours they will be at his aid . Lucy . Too late comes refcue now : he's ta'en or flain , For fly he could not , if he would have fled ...
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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...