The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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11. oldal
... head , and trembling ftands aloof , While all is fhar'd , and all is born away ; Ready to starve , and dares not touch his own . So York must fit , and fret , and bite his tongue ; While his own lands are bargain'd for , and fold ...
... head , and trembling ftands aloof , While all is fhar'd , and all is born away ; Ready to starve , and dares not touch his own . So York must fit , and fret , and bite his tongue ; While his own lands are bargain'd for , and fold ...
12. oldal
... head , Whofe church - like humour fits not for a crown . Then , York , be ftill a while , ' till time do ferve : Watch thou , and wake when others be afleep , To pry into the secrets of the State ; ' Till Henry furfeit in the joys of ...
... head , Whofe church - like humour fits not for a crown . Then , York , be ftill a while , ' till time do ferve : Watch thou , and wake when others be afleep , To pry into the secrets of the State ; ' Till Henry furfeit in the joys of ...
13. oldal
... head for his prefumption . But lift to me , my Humphry , my fweet Duke : Methought I fat in feat of Majefty , In the cathedral church of Westminster , And in that chair where Kings and Queens are crown'd ; Where Henry and Margaret kneel ...
... head for his prefumption . But lift to me , my Humphry , my fweet Duke : Methought I fat in feat of Majefty , In the cathedral church of Westminster , And in that chair where Kings and Queens are crown'd ; Where Henry and Margaret kneel ...
16. oldal
... is his tilt - yard , and his loves Are brazen images of canoniz'd faints . I would the college of the Cardinals Would chufe him Pope , and carry him to Rome , And And fet the triple crown upon his head ! That 16 The Second Part of.
... is his tilt - yard , and his loves Are brazen images of canoniz'd faints . I would the college of the Cardinals Would chufe him Pope , and carry him to Rome , And And fet the triple crown upon his head ! That 16 The Second Part of.
17. oldal
... head ! That were a ftate fit for his holiness . Suf . Madam , be patient ; as I was the caufe Your Highness came to England , fo will I In England work your Grace's full content . Mar. Befide the proud Protector , have we Beaufort Th ...
... head ! That were a ftate fit for his holiness . Suf . Madam , be patient ; as I was the caufe Your Highness came to England , fo will I In England work your Grace's full content . Mar. Befide the proud Protector , have we Beaufort Th ...
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againſt Anne Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catef cauſe Cham Clarence Clif Clifford confcience crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf fent fhall fhame fhould fight flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftate ftay ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry Lady laft Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft muft muſt noble pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thouſand thy felf unto Warwick Whofe wife
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135. oldal - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
359. oldal - His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations ; he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him ; our children's children Shall see this and bless heaven.
304. oldal - 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.
176. oldal - 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.
122. oldal - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
170. oldal - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
122. oldal - 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...
331. oldal - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
330. oldal - 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.
332. oldal - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes...