The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, 10 tomasC. and A. Conrad & Company, 1807 |
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... , heralds , officers , soldiers , messengers , and several attendants both on the English and French . SCENE , partly in England , and partly in France . KING HENRY VI . ACT I ..... SCENE I. Westminster PERSONS REPRESENTED. ...
... , heralds , officers , soldiers , messengers , and several attendants both on the English and French . SCENE , partly in England , and partly in France . KING HENRY VI . ACT I ..... SCENE I. Westminster PERSONS REPRESENTED. ...
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... English Stage . Steevens . 3 Brandish your crystal tresses- ] Crystal is an epithet repeat- edly bestowed on comets by our ancient writers . So , in a Son- net , by Lord Sterline , 1604 : " When as those chrystal comets whiles appear ...
... English Stage . Steevens . 3 Brandish your crystal tresses- ] Crystal is an epithet repeat- edly bestowed on comets by our ancient writers . So , in a Son- net , by Lord Sterline , 1604 : " When as those chrystal comets whiles appear ...
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... English word : " Chaucer , the nourice of antiquity . " Malone . 2 Than Julius Cæsar , or bright - I can't guess the occasion of the hemistich and imperfect sense in this place ; ' tis not im- possible it might have been filled up with ...
... English word : " Chaucer , the nourice of antiquity . " Malone . 2 Than Julius Cæsar , or bright - I can't guess the occasion of the hemistich and imperfect sense in this place ; ' tis not im- possible it might have been filled up with ...
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... English nobility ! Let not sloth dim your honours , new - begot : Cropp'd are the flower - de - luces in your arms ; Of England's coat one half is cut away . Exe . Were our tears wanting to this funeral , These tidings would call forth ...
... English nobility ! Let not sloth dim your honours , new - begot : Cropp'd are the flower - de - luces in your arms ; Of England's coat one half is cut away . Exe . Were our tears wanting to this funeral , These tidings would call forth ...
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... English quite ; Except some petty towns of no import : The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims ; The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd ; Reignier , duke of Anjou , doth take his part ; The duke of Alençon flieth to his side ...
... English quite ; Except some petty towns of no import : The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims ; The bastard of Orleans with him is join'd ; Reignier , duke of Anjou , doth take his part ; The duke of Alençon flieth to his side ...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare– With the Corrections and ..., 10 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1807 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare ... William Shakespeare,Samuel Johnson,George Steevens Visos knygos peržiūra - 1785 |
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Alarum battle battle of Barnet blood brother Cade Cæsar Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth Duke of York Earl England Exeunt Exit father fear fight France friends Gloster grace hand hath heart heaven Henry's Holinshed honour house of Lancaster Houses of Yorke Jack Cade Johnson Julius Cæsar King Edward King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III Lancaster lord Malone means Montague Mortimer noble old copy old play old quarto original play passage piece Plantagenet Prince printed Pucelle quarto Reignier Richard Duke Richard Plantagenet Ritson Saint Albans Salisbury says scene Second and Third second folio Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir John slain soldiers Somerset soul speak speech Steevens Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears thee Theobald thine thou art thou shalt Tragedie of Richarde true Tragedie unto Warburton Warwick words writer
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