The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators. To which are added notes by S. Johnson, Volume 5 |
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... mean to fave yourself from whipping , leap me over this ftool , and run away . Simp . Alas , master , I am not able to stand alone , you go about to torture me in vain . Enter a Beadle with Whips . Glo . Well , Sir , we must have you ...
... mean to fave yourself from whipping , leap me over this ftool , and run away . Simp . Alas , master , I am not able to stand alone , you go about to torture me in vain . Enter a Beadle with Whips . Glo . Well , Sir , we must have you ...
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... means • Your Lady is forth coming yet at London . This news , I think , hath turn'd your weapon's edge : ' Tis like , my Lord , you will not keep your hour . [ Afide to Glo'fter . Glo . Ambitious Church - man ! leave t'afflict my heart ...
... means • Your Lady is forth coming yet at London . This news , I think , hath turn'd your weapon's edge : ' Tis like , my Lord , you will not keep your hour . [ Afide to Glo'fter . Glo . Ambitious Church - man ! leave t'afflict my heart ...
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... means to frame our fov'reign's fall . Smooth runs the water , where the brook is deep : And in his fimple fhew he harbours treason . The fox barks not when he would fteal the lamb . No , no , my fov'reign ; Glo'fter is a man Unfounded ...
... means to frame our fov'reign's fall . Smooth runs the water , where the brook is deep : And in his fimple fhew he harbours treason . The fox barks not when he would fteal the lamb . No , no , my fov'reign ; Glo'fter is a man Unfounded ...
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... means whereof the towns each day revolted . Buck . Tut , thefe are petty faults to faults unknown ; Which time will ... meaning treason to our royal perfon As is the fucking lamb or harmless dove . The duke is virtuous , mild , and too ...
... means whereof the towns each day revolted . Buck . Tut , thefe are petty faults to faults unknown ; Which time will ... meaning treason to our royal perfon As is the fucking lamb or harmless dove . The duke is virtuous , mild , and too ...
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... means whereof his highness hath loft France . Glo . Is it but thought fo ? what are they that think it ? I never robb'd the foldiers of their pay , Nor ever had one penny bribe from France . So help me God ! as I have watch'd the night ...
... means whereof his highness hath loft France . Glo . Is it but thought fo ? what are they that think it ? I never robb'd the foldiers of their pay , Nor ever had one penny bribe from France . So help me God ! as I have watch'd the night ...
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The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., Volume 5 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1765 |
The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., Volume 5 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1765 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt Anne anſwer becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham buſineſs Cade Cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit faid falfe father fear feems fent fhall fhame fhould fight firft flain fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry King's lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtand Suffolk tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand unto uſe WARBURTON Warwick whofe wife words yourſelf
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Página 444 - 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...
Página 440 - This is the state of man ; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 440 - 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 149 - 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 77 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Página 451 - 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...
Página 443 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Página 441 - 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 148 - 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 222 - 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.