The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, 5 tomasC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... dead , The issue of the next fon fhould have reign'd . Sal . But William of Hatfield dy'd without an heir . York . The third fon , Duke of Clarence , from whofe line I claim the crown , had iffue Philip , a daughter , Who married Edmond ...
... dead , The issue of the next fon fhould have reign'd . Sal . But William of Hatfield dy'd without an heir . York . The third fon , Duke of Clarence , from whofe line I claim the crown , had iffue Philip , a daughter , Who married Edmond ...
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... dead and gone , May honourable peace attend thy throne . [ Exit Glo'fter . Q. Mar. Why now is Henry King , and Marg'ret Queen , And Humphry , Duke of Glofter , scarce himself , That bears fo fhrewd a maim ; two pulls at once ; His Lady ...
... dead and gone , May honourable peace attend thy throne . [ Exit Glo'fter . Q. Mar. Why now is Henry King , and Marg'ret Queen , And Humphry , Duke of Glofter , scarce himself , That bears fo fhrewd a maim ; two pulls at once ; His Lady ...
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... dead ; for that is good deceit Which mates him first , that firft intends deceit . Q. Mar. Thrice - noble Suffolk , ' tis refolutely spoke . Suf . Not refolute , except fo much were done ; For things are often spoke , and seldom meant ...
... dead ; for that is good deceit Which mates him first , that firft intends deceit . Q. Mar. Thrice - noble Suffolk , ' tis refolutely spoke . Suf . Not refolute , except fo much were done ; For things are often spoke , and seldom meant ...
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... dead , In face , in gait , in fpeech he doth resemble . By this , I fhall perceive the commons ' mind ; How they affect the house and claim of York . Say , he be taken , rack'd and tortured ; I know no pain they can inflict upon him ...
... dead , In face , in gait , in fpeech he doth resemble . By this , I fhall perceive the commons ' mind ; How they affect the house and claim of York . Say , he be taken , rack'd and tortured ; I know no pain they can inflict upon him ...
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... Dead in his bed , my Lord ; Glo'fter is dead . Q. Mar. Marry , God forfend ! Car . God's fecret judgment : I did dream to - night , The Duke was dumb , and could not speak a word . [ King woons . Q. Mar. How fares my Lord ? help , Lords ...
... Dead in his bed , my Lord ; Glo'fter is dead . Q. Mar. Marry , God forfend ! Car . God's fecret judgment : I did dream to - night , The Duke was dumb , and could not speak a word . [ King woons . Q. Mar. How fares my Lord ? help , Lords ...
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againſt Anne blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Earl Earl of Richmond Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftay ftill fubject fuch fure fweet fword Glo'fter Grace haft hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Humphry huſband Jack Cade King Henry Lady laft live Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE changes ſhall Sir Thomas Lovel Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand unto Warwick whofe wife
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359 psl. - 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.
329 psl. - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
190 psl. - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
144 psl. - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
213 psl. - 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.
129 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.
359 psl. - 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.
362 psl. - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou...
359 psl. - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have : And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
361 psl. - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.