The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Том 5C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... whofe large ftyle Agrees not with the leannefs of his purfe . Sal . Now , by the death of him who dy'd for all , Thefe counties were the keys of Normandy : But wherefore weeps Warwick , my valiant fon ? War . For grief that they are ...
... whofe large ftyle Agrees not with the leannefs of his purfe . Sal . Now , by the death of him who dy'd for all , Thefe counties were the keys of Normandy : But wherefore weeps Warwick , my valiant fon ? War . For grief that they are ...
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... Whofe church - like humour fits not for a crown . Then , York , be ftill awhile , till time do ferve Watch thou , and wake when others be asleep , Το pry into the fecrets of the ftate ; Till Henry , furfeiting in joys of love , With his ...
... Whofe church - like humour fits not for a crown . Then , York , be ftill awhile , till time do ferve Watch thou , and wake when others be asleep , Το pry into the fecrets of the ftate ; Till Henry , furfeiting in joys of love , With his ...
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... Whofe beam ftands fure , whofe rightful caufe prevails . [ Flourish . Exeunt . SCENE changes to the Duke of York's Palace . Enter York , Salisbury , and Warwick . York . Our maple fupper ended , give me leave , YOW , my good Lords of ...
... Whofe beam ftands fure , whofe rightful caufe prevails . [ Flourish . Exeunt . SCENE changes to the Duke of York's Palace . Enter York , Salisbury , and Warwick . York . Our maple fupper ended , give me leave , YOW , my good Lords of ...
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... whofe line I claim the crown , had iffue Philip , a daughter , Who married Edmond Mortimer , Earl of March . Edmond had iffue , Roger Earl of March : Roger had iflue , Edmond , Anne , and Eleanor . Sal . This Edmond , in the reign of ...
... whofe line I claim the crown , had iffue Philip , a daughter , Who married Edmond Mortimer , Earl of March . Edmond had iffue , Roger Earl of March : Roger had iflue , Edmond , Anne , and Eleanor . Sal . This Edmond , in the reign of ...
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... Whofe over - weening arm I have pluck'd back , By falfe accufe doth level at my life . And you , my fovereign Lady , with the reft , Caufelefs have laid difgraces on my head ; And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up My liefeft ...
... Whofe over - weening arm I have pluck'd back , By falfe accufe doth level at my life . And you , my fovereign Lady , with the reft , Caufelefs have laid difgraces on my head ; And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up My liefeft ...
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againſt Anne blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Earl Earl of Richmond Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftay ftill fubject fuch fure fweet fword Glo'fter Grace haft hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Humphry huſband Jack Cade King Henry Lady laft live Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE changes ſhall Sir Thomas Lovel Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand unto Warwick whofe wife
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Стр. 359 - 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.
Стр. 329 - 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 144 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 129 - 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.
Стр. 359 - 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. 362 - Corruption wins not more than 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...
Стр. 359 - 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.
Стр. 361 - 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.