The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Volume 8 |
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... Exit Mon. Enter fir John Mortimer and fir Hugh Mortimer . YORK . Sir John and fir Hugh Mortimer , mine uncles , You are come to Sandal in an happy hour . The army of the queen means to besiege us . 332 THE THIRD PART OF.
... Exit Mon. Enter fir John Mortimer and fir Hugh Mortimer . YORK . Sir John and fir Hugh Mortimer , mine uncles , You are come to Sandal in an happy hour . The army of the queen means to besiege us . 332 THE THIRD PART OF.
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... thou be hated both of God and man . [ Exit , dragged off . CLIF . How now ? is he dead already ? or , is't fear That makes him close his eyes ? I'll open them . RUT . So looks the pent - up lion o'er KING HENRY VI 334.
... thou be hated both of God and man . [ Exit , dragged off . CLIF . How now ? is he dead already ? or , is't fear That makes him close his eyes ? I'll open them . RUT . So looks the pent - up lion o'er KING HENRY VI 334.
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... Exit . SCENE VI . Alarm . Enter Richard duke of York . YORK . The army of the queen hath got the field : My uncles both are flain in rescuing me , And all my followers to the eager foe Turn back , and fly like ships before the wind , Or ...
... Exit . SCENE VI . Alarm . Enter Richard duke of York . YORK . The army of the queen hath got the field : My uncles both are flain in rescuing me , And all my followers to the eager foe Turn back , and fly like ships before the wind , Or ...
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... Exit . FATH . These arms of mine shall be thy winding sheet , My heart , fweet boy , fhall be thy fepulchre ; For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go . My fighing breast shall be thy funeral bell , And fo obfequious will thy father ...
... Exit . FATH . These arms of mine shall be thy winding sheet , My heart , fweet boy , fhall be thy fepulchre ; For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go . My fighing breast shall be thy funeral bell , And fo obfequious will thy father ...
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... Exit . Flourish . Enter king Lewis , lady Bona , Bourbon , Edward prince of Wales , queen Margaret , and the earl of Oxford . Lewis fits , and rifeth up again . K. LEw . Fair queen of England , worthy Margaret , Sit down with us ; it ...
... Exit . Flourish . Enter king Lewis , lady Bona , Bourbon , Edward prince of Wales , queen Margaret , and the earl of Oxford . Lewis fits , and rifeth up again . K. LEw . Fair queen of England , worthy Margaret , Sit down with us ; it ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt ANNE anſwer Becauſe blood brother BUCK Buckingham Catesby cauſe CLAR Clarence CLIF Clifford crown curfe death devil doth duke of York DUTCH earl Enter king Exeunt Exit faid father fear fhall firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fovereign friends ftand fubject fuch fweet fword gentle Glo'fter Glouceſter grace gracious GRAY HAST Haſtings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf houſe huſband Ibid JOHNS king Edward Lancaſter laſt live lord Haftings Lord Stanley madam majeſty Montague moſt muſt myſelf noble paffage perfon Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prince prince of Wales quarto QUEEN Ratcliff reafon reft reſt RICH Richard Richard III Richmond ſay SCENE ſeem Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſtand Stanley ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet tell thee thefe THEOB theſe thine thoſe thou thouſand Unleſs unto uſe vice WARB Warwick Whoſe William Brandon words
Passagens conhecidas
Página 422 - 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.
Página 353 - 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.
Página 537 - 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? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Página 354 - 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...
Página 448 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Página 416 - 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.— Clarence, beware!
Página 422 - 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...