The Handy-volume Shakspeare ...Bradbury, Evans, and Company, 1871 |
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Strana 5
... words here accuse my zeal : ' Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : The blood is hot that must be cool'd for this . Yet can I not of such tame patience ...
... words here accuse my zeal : ' Tis not the trial of a woman's war , The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain : The blood is hot that must be cool'd for this . Yet can I not of such tame patience ...
Strana 12
... word more . - Grief boundeth where it falls , Not with the empty hollowness , but weight : I take my leave before I have begun ; For sorrow ends not when it seemeth done . Commend me to my brother , Edmund York . Lo , this is all -- nay ...
... word more . - Grief boundeth where it falls , Not with the empty hollowness , but weight : I take my leave before I have begun ; For sorrow ends not when it seemeth done . Commend me to my brother , Edmund York . Lo , this is all -- nay ...
Strana 18
... word of , -Never to return , Breathe I against thee , upon pain of life . Nor . A heavy sentence , my most sovereign liege , And all unlook'd for from your highness ' mouth . A dearer merit , not so deep a maim As to be cast forth in ...
... word of , -Never to return , Breathe I against thee , upon pain of life . Nor . A heavy sentence , my most sovereign liege , And all unlook'd for from your highness ' mouth . A dearer merit , not so deep a maim As to be cast forth in ...
Strana 20
... word ! Four lagging winters , and four wanton springs , End in a word : such is the breath of kings . Gaunt . I thank my liege , that , in regard of me , He shortens four years of my son's exile ; But little vantage shall I reap thereby ...
... word ! Four lagging winters , and four wanton springs , End in a word : such is the breath of kings . Gaunt . I thank my liege , that , in regard of me , He shortens four years of my son's exile ; But little vantage shall I reap thereby ...
Strana 21
... words , That thou return'st no greeting to thy friends ? Boling . I have too few to take my leave of you , When the tongue's office should be prodigal To breathe the abundant dolour of the heart . Gaunt . Thy grief is but thy absence ...
... words , That thou return'st no greeting to thy friends ? Boling . I have too few to take my leave of you , When the tongue's office should be prodigal To breathe the abundant dolour of the heart . Gaunt . Thy grief is but thy absence ...
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