The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: Richard the Third. Henry the Eighth. CoriolanusCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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Strona 7
... King Richard the Third , with the Death of the Duke of Clarence . Before this , viz . Aug. 15th , 1586 , was entered , A tragical Report of King Richard the Third , a Ballad . It may be necessary to remark that the words , song , ballad ...
... King Richard the Third , with the Death of the Duke of Clarence . Before this , viz . Aug. 15th , 1586 , was entered , A tragical Report of King Richard the Third , a Ballad . It may be necessary to remark that the words , song , ballad ...
Strona 8
... King Henry and his numerous attendants in the Tower , that he lived to the 12th of June , which was twenty - two days af- ter the time assigned for his pretended assassination ; was exposed to the public view in St. Paul's for some days ...
... King Henry and his numerous attendants in the Tower , that he lived to the 12th of June , which was twenty - two days af- ter the time assigned for his pretended assassination ; was exposed to the public view in St. Paul's for some days ...
Strona 10
... king . RICHARD , duke of Gloster , after- brothers to the king . wards King Richard III . A young son of Clarence . HENRY , earl of Richmond , afterwards K. Henry VII . Cardinal BOURCHIER , archbishop of Canterbury . THOMAS ROTHERAM ...
... king . RICHARD , duke of Gloster , after- brothers to the king . wards King Richard III . A young son of Clarence . HENRY , earl of Richmond , afterwards K. Henry VII . Cardinal BOURCHIER , archbishop of Canterbury . THOMAS ROTHERAM ...
Strona 12
... king , In deadly hate the one against the other : And , if king Edward be as true and just , 7 As I am subtle , false , and treacherous , This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up ; About a prophecy , which says - that G Of Edward's ...
... king , In deadly hate the one against the other : And , if king Edward be as true and just , 7 As I am subtle , false , and treacherous , This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up ; About a prophecy , which says - that G Of Edward's ...
Strona 13
... king , that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey , his wife , Clarence , ' tis she , That tempers him to this extremity . ? Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Antony Woodeville , her brother there , That made him send lord ...
... king , that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey , his wife , Clarence , ' tis she , That tempers him to this extremity . ? Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Antony Woodeville , her brother there , That made him send lord ...
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Anne Antium Aufidius bear beseech blood brother Buck Buckingham cardinal Cate Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Cominius consul Coriolanus Corioli Crom curse death Dorset doth Duch duke duke of Buckingham Duke of NORFOLK Earl of SURREY Edward Eliz enemies Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fear friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hate hath hear heart heaven holy honour i'the JOHNSON Kath King RICHARD king's lady Lart LARTIUS live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings LOVELL madam MALONE Marcius Menenius mother never noble NORFOLK o'the peace poor Pr'ythee pray prince queen Rich Richmond Rome royal SCENE senate Sir Thomas Sir THOMAS LOVELL soul speak Stan stand Stanley STEEVENS sword tell thee thou hast tongue Tower tribunes unto voices Volces VOLUMNIA WARBURTON wife Wolsey word York
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Strona 169 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Strona 169 - So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms...
Strona 165 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Strona 102 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Strona 172 - ... honesty. 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 fall'st, O Cromwell ! Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Strona 178 - Was fashion'd to much honour from his cradle. He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading: Lofty and sour to them that lov'd him not \ But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer: And though he were unsatisfied in getting (Which was a sin), yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely. Ever witness for him Those twins of learning that he rais'd in you, Ipswich and Oxford...
Strona 169 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Strona 177 - This cardinal, Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly Was fashion'd to much honour. From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Strona 32 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Strona 197 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.