The Works of William Shakespeare, 5 tomasMunroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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... doth fail , One eye thou hast , to look to heaven for grace : The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.— Heaven , be thou gracious to none alive , If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands ! - Bear hence his body , I will help to bury it ...
... doth fail , One eye thou hast , to look to heaven for grace : The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.— Heaven , be thou gracious to none alive , If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands ! - Bear hence his body , I will help to bury it ...
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... doth groan ! It irks his heart , he cannot be reveng'd.- Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you : - Pucelle or pussel , Dolphin or dogfish , 4 Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels , And make a quagmire of your mingled brains ...
... doth groan ! It irks his heart , he cannot be reveng'd.- Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you : - Pucelle or pussel , Dolphin or dogfish , 4 Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels , And make a quagmire of your mingled brains ...
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... doth make assault ! The French leap over the walls in their shirts . Enter , several ways , BASTARD , ALENÇON , REIGNIER , half ready , and half unready . 9 Alen . How now , my lords ? what , all unready so ? Bast . Unready ? ay , and ...
... doth make assault ! The French leap over the walls in their shirts . Enter , several ways , BASTARD , ALENÇON , REIGNIER , half ready , and half unready . 9 Alen . How now , my lords ? what , all unready so ? Bast . Unready ? ay , and ...
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... doth bear him best , Between two girls , which hath the merriest eye , I have , perhaps , some shallow spirit of judgment : But in these nice sharp quillets of the law , Good faith , I am no wiser than a daw . Plan . Tut , tut , here is ...
... doth bear him best , Between two girls , which hath the merriest eye , I have , perhaps , some shallow spirit of judgment : But in these nice sharp quillets of the law , Good faith , I am no wiser than a daw . Plan . Tut , tut , here is ...
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... doth equal mine . Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign , ( Before whose glory I was great in arms , ) This loathsome sequestration have I had ; And even since then hath Richard been obscur'd , Depriv'd of honour and inheritance ...
... doth equal mine . Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign , ( Before whose glory I was great in arms , ) This loathsome sequestration have I had ; And even since then hath Richard been obscur'd , Depriv'd of honour and inheritance ...
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Alarum Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade canst Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death dost doth Duch duke of York earl enemies England Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight France friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade John of Gaunt JOHNS K.Edw K.Hen K.Rich King HENRY L.Grey lady Lancaster live lord lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE Q.Eliz Q.Mar Queen MARGARET Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Richmond Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Stan STEEV Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Tower traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt words
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94 psl. - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
33 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
46 psl. - Content" to that which grieves my heart; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions...
25 psl. - Seize on him, Furies ! take him to your torments !" With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
3 psl. - Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, — instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, — He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
32 psl. - When this is known, then to divide the times: So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
36 psl. - Will I upon thy party wear this rose. And here I prophesy, — this brawl to-day , Grown to this faction in the Temple garden, Shall send , between the red rose and the white , A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
63 psl. - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer : all the realm shall be in common, and in Cht-apside shall my palfry go to grass.
94 psl. - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.