The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, 10 tomasC. and A. Conrad & Company, 1807 |
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... forces in Bourdeaux . A French sergeant . A porter . An old shepherd , father to Joan la Pucelle . Margaret , daughter to Reignier ; afterwards married to King Henry . Countess of Auvergne . Joan la Pucelle , commonly called Joan of Arc ...
... forces in Bourdeaux . A French sergeant . A porter . An old shepherd , father to Joan la Pucelle . Margaret , daughter to Reignier ; afterwards married to King Henry . Countess of Auvergne . Joan la Pucelle , commonly called Joan of Arc ...
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... Forces ; ALENÇON , REIGNIER , \ and Others . 5 Char . Mars his true moving , even as in the heavens , So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late did he shine upon the English side ; Now we are victors , upon us he smiles . What ...
... Forces ; ALENÇON , REIGNIER , \ and Others . 5 Char . Mars his true moving , even as in the heavens , So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late did he shine upon the English side ; Now we are victors , upon us he smiles . What ...
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... force up the portcullis , or by the application of petards to blow up the gates themselves . Steevens . To break up in Shakspeare's age was the same as to break open . Thus , in our translation of the Bible : " They have broken up , and ...
... force up the portcullis , or by the application of petards to blow up the gates themselves . Steevens . To break up in Shakspeare's age was the same as to break open . Thus , in our translation of the Bible : " They have broken up , and ...
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... force ? Our English troops retire , I cannot stay them ; A woman , clad in armour , chaseth them . Enter LA PUCELLE . Here , here she comes : - -I'll have a bout with thee ; Devil , or devil's dam , I'll conjure thee : Blood will I draw ...
... force ? Our English troops retire , I cannot stay them ; A woman , clad in armour , chaseth them . Enter LA PUCELLE . Here , here she comes : - -I'll have a bout with thee ; Devil , or devil's dam , I'll conjure thee : Blood will I draw ...
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... force , like Hannibal , Drives back our troops , and conquers as she lists : So bees with smoke , and doves with noisome ... Forces , & c . 4 - hunger - starved- ] The same epithet is , I think , used by Shakspeare . The old copy lias ...
... force , like Hannibal , Drives back our troops , and conquers as she lists : So bees with smoke , and doves with noisome ... Forces , & c . 4 - hunger - starved- ] The same epithet is , I think , used by Shakspeare . The old copy lias ...
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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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174 psl. - And, seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven, Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, You cannot but forbear to murder me.
292 psl. - I smile, And cry, Content, to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
266 psl. - 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 : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
78 psl. - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
267 psl. - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects