King Richard III. King Henry VIII. CoriolanusC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Strana 415 - He was not taken well ; he had not din'd : The veins unfill'd, our blood is cold, and then We pout upon the morning, are unapt To give or to forgive; but when we have fluff'd Thefe pipes, and thefe conveyances of blood With wine and feeding, we have fuppler fouls Than in our prieft-like
Strana 34 - twere to buy a world of happy days ; So full of difmal terror was the time. Brak. Why looks your grace fo heavily to-day ? Brak. What was your dream, my lord ? I pray you, tell me. Clar. Methought, that I had broken from the Tower, And was embark'd to
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Strana 209 - offended you ? what caufe Hath my behaviour given to your difpleafure, That thus you mould proceed to put me off, And take your good grace from me ? Heaven witnefs, I have been to you a true and humble wife, At all times to your will conformable; Ever in fear to kindle your diflike, Yea,
Strana 27 - by furfeit die your king ! As ours by murder, to make him a king! Edward, thy fon, that now is prince of Wales, For Edward, my fon, that was prince of Wales, Die in his youth, by like untimely violence ! Thyfelf a queen, for me that was a queen, Out-live thy glory, like my wretched
Strana 334 - them; and there be many that they have loved, they know not wherefore : fo that, if they love they know not why, they hate upon no better a ground. Therefore, for Coriolanus neither to care whether they love, or hate him, manifefts the true knowledge he has in their difpofition -, and out of his noble
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