The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: King Richard III; King Henry VIII; Troilus and CressidaJ. Munroe, 1854 |
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Strana 24
... king that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey , his wife , Clarence , ' tis she That tempts him to this harsh extremity.1o Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Anthony Woodville , her brother there , That made him send lord ...
... king that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey , his wife , Clarence , ' tis she That tempts him to this harsh extremity.1o Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Anthony Woodville , her brother there , That made him send lord ...
Strana 31
... king's blood , Which his hell - govern'd arm hath butchered ! Rich . Lady , you know no rules of charity , Which ... KING RICHARD III .
... king's blood , Which his hell - govern'd arm hath butchered ! Rich . Lady , you know no rules of charity , Which ... KING RICHARD III .
Strana 38
... King Ed- ward , however , is introduced in the second act dying . That king died in April , 1483 ; consequently there is an interval between this and the next act of almost twelve years . Clarence , who is repre- sented in the preceding ...
... King Ed- ward , however , is introduced in the second act dying . That king died in April , 1483 ; consequently there is an interval between this and the next act of almost twelve years . Clarence , who is repre- sented in the preceding ...
Strana 45
... king ; ' So should we you , if you should be our king . 13 Rich . If I should be ? —I had rather be a pedlar : Far be it from my heart , the thought thereof ! Eliz . As little joy , my lord , as you suppose You should enjoy , were you ...
... king ; ' So should we you , if you should be our king . 13 Rich . If I should be ? —I had rather be a pedlar : Far be it from my heart , the thought thereof ! Eliz . As little joy , my lord , as you suppose You should enjoy , were you ...
Strana 60
... king's , my looks mine own . Clar . How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak ! Your eyes do menace me : Why look ... king . 15 That is , a bold , courageous man . See The Merry Wives of Windsor , Act i . sc . 4 , note 5 . Clar . I shall ...
... king's , my looks mine own . Clar . How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak ! Your eyes do menace me : Why look ... king . 15 That is , a bold , courageous man . See The Merry Wives of Windsor , Act i . sc . 4 , note 5 . Clar . I shall ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Anne Anne Boleyn arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Cres Cressida daughter death Diomed doth Duch duke earl earl of Richmond Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear folio fool friends Gent give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks hand Hast hath hear heart Heaven Hect Hector Helen Henry VI Holinshed honour Kath King Richard king's lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam means Menelaus Murd never night noble old copies Pandarus Patr Patroclus play Poet Poet's pray Priam prince quartos queen quoth Rich Richmond SCENE Shakespeare Sir Thomas soul speak speech Stan sweet sword tell tent thee Ther Thersites thing thou thought Tower Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy truth Ulys Ulysses unto wife Wolsey word
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Strana 301 - This many summers in a sea of glory, 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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Strana 22 - 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...
Strana 175 - What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes; I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why; Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Strana 451 - 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...
Strana 55 - Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears ! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea...
Strana 175 - 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 direst degree; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty!
Strana 277 - 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.
Strana 300 - So farewell to the little good you bear me. 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.
Strana 22 - 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...
Strana 198 - Well, well, Master Kingston," quoth he, "I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.