The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Том 7F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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... murder by the Lan castrian historians without any foundation , ) that " it appears on the face of the publick accounts allowed in the exchequer for the maintenance of King Henry and his numerous attendants in the Tower , that he lived ...
... murder by the Lan castrian historians without any foundation , ) that " it appears on the face of the publick accounts allowed in the exchequer for the maintenance of King Henry and his numerous attendants in the Tower , that he lived ...
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... He has just charged the murder of Lady Anne's husband upon Edward . a slower method ; ] As quick was used for spritely , so slower was put for serious . 3 Anne . Thou wast the cause , and most accurs'd KING RICHARD III . 15.
... He has just charged the murder of Lady Anne's husband upon Edward . a slower method ; ] As quick was used for spritely , so slower was put for serious . 3 Anne . Thou wast the cause , and most accurs'd KING RICHARD III . 15.
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... what I have been , and what I am . 933 my pains- ] My labours ; my toils . royalize i . e . to make royal . 4 Margaret's battle ] Is - Margaret's army . Q. Mar. A murd'rous villain , and so still thou KING RICHARD III . 25.
... what I have been , and what I am . 933 my pains- ] My labours ; my toils . royalize i . e . to make royal . 4 Margaret's battle ] Is - Margaret's army . Q. Mar. A murd'rous villain , and so still thou KING RICHARD III . 25.
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... murd'rous villain , and so still thou art . Glo . Poor Clarence did forsake his father Warwick , Ay , and forswore himself , -Which Jesu pardon ! - Q. Mar. Which God revenge ! Glo . To fight on Edward's party , for the crown ; And , for ...
... murd'rous villain , and so still thou art . Glo . Poor Clarence did forsake his father Warwick , Ay , and forswore himself , -Which Jesu pardon ! - Q. Mar. Which God revenge ! Glo . To fight on Edward's party , for the crown ; And , for ...
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... murder , to make him a king ! Edward , thy son , that now is prince of Wales , For Edward , my son , that was prince of Wales , Die in his youth , by like untimely violence ! Thyself a queen , for me that was a queen , Outlive thy glory ...
... murder , to make him a king ! Edward , thy son , that now is prince of Wales , For Edward , my son , that was prince of Wales , Die in his youth , by like untimely violence ! Thyself a queen , for me that was a queen , Outlive thy glory ...
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Стр. 4 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, 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 ; — 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...
Стр. 33 - 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.
Стр. 224 - 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 fall'st...
Стр. 32 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, 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 ! Brak.
Стр. 231 - 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. 34 - 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. 341 - I do not strain at the position, — It is familiar, — but at the author's drift : Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves, That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting, ) Till he communicate his parts to others...
Стр. 4 - But I— that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass— I— that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph— I— that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, 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...
Стр. 223 - 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. 220 - 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.