The Plays of Shakspeare, Том 12Doubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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... KING EDWARD THE FOURTH . EDWARD , Prince of Wales , afterwards King Edward V. , RICHARD , Duke of ons to the King . York , GEORGE , Duke of Bro- Clarence , thers RICHARD , Duke of to the Gloster , afterwards King Richard III . , King ...
... KING EDWARD THE FOURTH . EDWARD , Prince of Wales , afterwards King Edward V. , RICHARD , Duke of ons to the King . York , GEORGE , Duke of Bro- Clarence , thers RICHARD , Duke of to the Gloster , afterwards King Richard III . , King ...
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... king that sends you to the Tower ; My Lady Grey his wife , Clarence , ' tis she That tempts him to this harsh extremity . 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 . Was it not she and that good man of worship , Anthony Woodville , her brother there , That made him send Lord ...
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... king ; And whatsoe'er you will employ me in , Were it to call King Edward's widow sister , I will perform it to enfranchise you . Meantime , this deep disgrace in brotherhood Touches me deeper than you can imagine . Clar . I know it ...
... king ; And whatsoe'er you will employ me in , Were it to call King Edward's widow sister , I will perform it to enfranchise you . Meantime , this deep disgrace in brotherhood Touches me deeper than you can imagine . Clar . I know it ...
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... king's blood , Which his hell - governed arm hath butcheréd ! Glo . Lady , you know no rules of charity , Which ... KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
... king's blood , Which his hell - governed arm hath butcheréd ! Glo . Lady , you know no rules of charity , Which ... KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
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... king miscarry . Enter BUCKINGHAM and Stanley . Grey . Here come the lords of Buckingham and Stanley . Buck . Good ... king to - day , my Lord of Stanley ? KING RICHARD THE THIRD . 31 Stan . But now 30 [ Act L KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
... king miscarry . Enter BUCKINGHAM and Stanley . Grey . Here come the lords of Buckingham and Stanley . Buck . Good ... king to - day , my Lord of Stanley ? KING RICHARD THE THIRD . 31 Stan . But now 30 [ Act L KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
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Anne Anne Boleyn bear bless blood brother Buck Buckingham Cate Catesby Cham Clar Clarence conscience Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell crown curse daughter dead death Dorset doth Duch Duke Duke of NORFOLK Earl of SURREY Edward Eliz Elizabeth Enter Exit eyes fair farewell father fear friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath haue hear heart Heaven holy honour hope house of Lancaster house of Yorke Kath Katharine King Henry VIII King Richard King's lady live look Lord Cardinal Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings loue LOVELL madam mother Murd murder noble NORFOLK peace pity play poor pray prince Queen RATCLIFF Rich Richmond royal SCENE Shakespeare Sir Thomas Sir Thomas Lovell sorrow soul souldiers speak Stan stand Stanley sweet tell thee There's tongue Tower unto Warwike weep wife Wolsey York
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Сторінка 140 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no...
Сторінка 12 - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged 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...
Сторінка 41 - I passed, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman* which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick ; Who cried aloud, " What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence ?
Сторінка 136 - 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.
Сторінка 108 - 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.
Сторінка 32 - Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Сторінка 138 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Сторінка 40 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, — So full of dismal terror was the time.
Сторінка 140 - Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Сторінка 187 - Her own shall bless her; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbors.