The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volume 5H. Lintott, 1740 |
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... comes , methinks , and the Queen with him : I'll be the first , sure . 2 Pet . Come back , fool , this is the Duke of Suffolk , and not my lord Protector . Suf . How now , fellow , would't any thing with me ? 1 Pet . I pray , my lord ...
... comes , methinks , and the Queen with him : I'll be the first , sure . 2 Pet . Come back , fool , this is the Duke of Suffolk , and not my lord Protector . Suf . How now , fellow , would't any thing with me ? 1 Pet . I pray , my lord ...
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... Come , fellow , follow us for thy reward . SCENE , the Street . [ Exeunt Enter Duke Humphry and his Men , in Mourning ... comes ; and I'll prepare My tear ftain'd eyes to see her miseries . Enter Enter the Dutchess in a white Sheet , and ...
... Come , fellow , follow us for thy reward . SCENE , the Street . [ Exeunt Enter Duke Humphry and his Men , in Mourning ... comes ; and I'll prepare My tear ftain'd eyes to see her miseries . Enter Enter the Dutchess in a white Sheet , and ...
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... comes thought on thought , And not a thought , but thinks on dignity . My brain , more bufie than the lab'ring spider , Weaves tedious fnares to trap mine enemies . Well , Nobles , well ; ' tis politickly done , To fend me packing with ...
... comes thought on thought , And not a thought , but thinks on dignity . My brain , more bufie than the lab'ring spider , Weaves tedious fnares to trap mine enemies . Well , Nobles , well ; ' tis politickly done , To fend me packing with ...
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... come to me again , And giv'n me notice of their villanies . This devil here fhall be my fubftitute ; For that John ... comes my lord . Suf . Now , Sir , have you dispatch'd this thing ? 1. Ay , my good lord , he's dead . Suf . Why ...
... come to me again , And giv'n me notice of their villanies . This devil here fhall be my fubftitute ; For that John ... comes my lord . Suf . Now , Sir , have you dispatch'd this thing ? 1. Ay , my good lord , he's dead . Suf . Why ...
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... come from And with a puiffant and mighty pow'r Of Gallow - glaffes and ftout Kernes , Is marching hitherward in proud array And ftill proclaimeth , as he comes alo His Arms are only to remove from the The Duke of Somerset , whom he ...
... come from And with a puiffant and mighty pow'r Of Gallow - glaffes and ftout Kernes , Is marching hitherward in proud array And ftill proclaimeth , as he comes alo His Arms are only to remove from the The Duke of Somerset , whom he ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt Anne Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Coufin Crown death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit faid falfe father fear felf fhall fhame fhould firft flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace Haflings haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour Houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry lady live lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Stanley Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble pleaſe pleaſure pray preſently Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE changes ſhall ſhe Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand unto Warwick whofe wife
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Página 336 - 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 368 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Página 213 - 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 wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Página 366 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 190 - 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...
Página 190 - 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.
Página 200 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her 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!
Página 211 - That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Página 366 - 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 375 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...