The Dramatic Works of William ShakespeareC. Whittingham, 1826 |
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6. oldal
... Duke of Clarence , RICHARD , Duke of Gloster , afterwards Brothers to the King . King Richard III . A young Son of Clarence . HENRY , Earl of Richmond , afterwards King Henry VII . CARDINAL BOUCHIER , Archbishop of Canterbury . THOMAS ...
... Duke of Clarence , RICHARD , Duke of Gloster , afterwards Brothers to the King . King Richard III . A young Son of Clarence . HENRY , Earl of Richmond , afterwards King Henry VII . CARDINAL BOUCHIER , Archbishop of Canterbury . THOMAS ...
11. oldal
... duke . Clar . We know thy charge , Brakenbury , and will obey 13 . Glo . We are the queen's abjects 14 , and must obey . · 12 This odd expression was preceded by others equally sin- gular , expressing what we now call an advanced age ...
... duke . Clar . We know thy charge , Brakenbury , and will obey 13 . Glo . We are the queen's abjects 14 , and must obey . · 12 This odd expression was preceded by others equally sin- gular , expressing what we now call an advanced age ...
25. oldal
... duke of Somer- set . After the death of her first husband , Edmund Tudor , earl of Richmond , half brother to King Henry VI . by whom she had only one son , afterwards King Henry VII . She married Sir Henry Stafford , uncle to Humphry duke ...
... duke of Somer- set . After the death of her first husband , Edmund Tudor , earl of Richmond , half brother to King Henry VI . by whom she had only one son , afterwards King Henry VII . She married Sir Henry Stafford , uncle to Humphry duke ...
26. oldal
... duke of Buckingham , and I , Are come from visiting his majesty . Q. Eliz . What likelihood of his amendment , lords ? Buck . Madam , good hope ; his grace speaks cheer- fully . Q. Eliz . God grant him health ! Did you confer with him ...
... duke of Buckingham , and I , Are come from visiting his majesty . Q. Eliz . What likelihood of his amendment , lords ? Buck . Madam , good hope ; his grace speaks cheer- fully . Q. Eliz . God grant him health ! Did you confer with him ...
28. oldal
... duke of Clarence , but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him . My lord , you do me shameful injury , Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects . Glo . You may deny that you were not the cause Of my Lord Hastings ' late ...
... duke of Clarence , but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him . My lord , you do me shameful injury , Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects . Glo . You may deny that you were not the cause Of my Lord Hastings ' late ...
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Achilles Æneas Agam Agamemnon Ajax Anne blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Cres Cressida curse daughter death Diomed doth Duch duke earl Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks Hast hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen Holinshed honour Kath King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III king's kiss lady live look lord Lord Chamberlain madam means Menelaus Murd Nestor never night noble Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace play pray Priam prince queen Rape of Lucrece Rich Richmond SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir Thomas sorrow soul speak Stanley Steevens sweet sword tell tent thee Ther Thersites thou thought Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy Ulyss unto Wolsey word
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257. oldal - 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.
153. oldal - 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!
8. oldal - 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...
40. oldal - 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.
261. oldal - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
260. oldal - 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.
233. oldal - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing ; To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
38. oldal - 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.
261. oldal - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to Heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell! Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal I serv'd my king, He would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
302. oldal - Let me speak, sir, For heaven now bids me ; and the words I utter Let none think flattery, for they'll find them truth. This royal infant (heaven still move about her !), Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Which time shall bring to ripeness...