The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Том 7Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... thou art both . Anne . I would I were , to be reveng'd on thee . Glo . It is a quarrel most unnatural , To be reveng ... thou spit at me ? Anne . ' Would it were mortal poison , for thy sake ! Glo . Never came poison from so sweet a ...
... thou art both . Anne . I would I were , to be reveng'd on thee . Glo . It is a quarrel most unnatural , To be reveng ... thou spit at me ? Anne . ' Would it were mortal poison , for thy sake ! Glo . Never came poison from so sweet a ...
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... thou art . Glo . Poor Clarence did forsake his father War- wick , Ay , and forswore himself , -Which Jesu pardon ! — Q. Mar. Which God revenge ! Glo . To fight on Edward's party , for the crown ; And , for his meed , poor lord , he is ...
... thou art . Glo . Poor Clarence did forsake his father War- wick , Ay , and forswore himself , -Which Jesu pardon ! — Q. Mar. Which God revenge ! Glo . To fight on Edward's party , for the crown ; And , for his meed , poor lord , he is ...
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... thy glory , like my wretched self ! Long may'st thou live , to wail thy children's loss ; And see another , as I see thee now , - Deck'd in thy rights , as thou art stall'd in mine ! Long die thy happy days before thy death ; And ...
... thy glory , like my wretched self ! Long may'st thou live , to wail thy children's loss ; And see another , as I see thee now , - Deck'd in thy rights , as thou art stall'd in mine ! Long die thy happy days before thy death ; And ...
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... thou , fellow ? and how cam'st thou hither ? 1 Murd . I would speak with Clarence , and I came hither on my legs ... art thou afraid ? 2 E 2 SCENE IV . ] KING RICHARD III . 31 Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide ...
... thou , fellow ? and how cam'st thou hither ? 1 Murd . I would speak with Clarence , and I came hither on my legs ... art thou afraid ? 2 E 2 SCENE IV . ] KING RICHARD III . 31 Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide ...
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... art thou afraid ? 2 Murd . Not to kill him , having a warrant for it ; but to be damn'd for killing him , from the which no warrant can defend me . 1 Murd . I thought , thou had'st been resolute . 2 Murd . So I am , to let him live . 1 ...
... art thou afraid ? 2 Murd . Not to kill him , having a warrant for it ; but to be damn'd for killing him , from the which no warrant can defend me . 1 Murd . I thought , thou had'st been resolute . 2 Murd . So I am , to let him live . 1 ...
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Achilles Æneas Agam Agamemnon Ajax Anne Antenor arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Cate CATESBY Cham Clar Clarence cousin Cran Cres Cressid Crom curse death DEIPHOBUS Diomed Dorset doth Duch duke duke of Norfolk Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks Hast hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen Helenus holy honour i'the Kath King RICHARD king's lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings LOVELL madam Menelaus Murd Nest Nestor noble Norfolk Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace Pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richmond royal SCENE Sir THOMAS LOVELL sorrow soul speak Stan Stanley sweet sword tell tent thee Ther there's Thersites thou art to-morrow Tower Troilus Trojan Troy trumpet Ulyss uncle unto WOLSEY
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Стр. 299 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Стр. 30 - 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.
Стр. 203 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ! — The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Стр. 200 - 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, 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.
Стр. 316 - I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Cressida. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fye, fye upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive* of her body.
Стр. 256 - And posts, like the commandment of a King, Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
Стр. 211 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Стр. 210 - 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...
Стр. 3 - Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute...
Стр. 255 - Amidst the other; whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad: But, when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents?