The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: King Richard III ; King Henry VIII ; CoriolanusC. Bathurst, J. Beecroft, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, Hawes, Clarke and Collins, R. Horsfield, W. Johnston, W. Owen, T. Caslon, E. Johnson, S. Crowder, B. White, T. Longman, B. Law, E. and C. Dilly, C. Corbett, W. Griffin, T. Cadell, W. Woodfall, G. Keith, T. Lowndes, T. Davies, J. Robson, T. Becket, F. Newbery, G. Robinson, T. Payne, J. Williams, M. Hingeston, and J. Ridley., 1773 |
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... house , In the deep bofom of the ocean buried . Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; The Life and Death of King Richard III . ] This tragedy , though it is called the Life and Death ...
... house , In the deep bofom of the ocean buried . Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; The Life and Death of King Richard III . ] This tragedy , though it is called the Life and Death ...
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... house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood ! Be it lawful , that I invocate thy ghost , To hear the lamentations of poor Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy flaughter'd fon ; Stabb'd by the felf - fame hand , that ...
... house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood ! Be it lawful , that I invocate thy ghost , To hear the lamentations of poor Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy flaughter'd fon ; Stabb'd by the felf - fame hand , that ...
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... house ! Thy garments are not fpotted with our blood , Nor thou within the compafs of my curfe . Buck . Nor no one here ; for curfes never pafs The lips of thofe that breathe them in the air . dignity , which was no older than Richard II ...
... house ! Thy garments are not fpotted with our blood , Nor thou within the compafs of my curfe . Buck . Nor no one here ; for curfes never pafs The lips of thofe that breathe them in the air . dignity , which was no older than Richard II ...
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... house ! The tyger now hath feiz'd the gentle hind : Infulting tyranny now begins to jut Upon the innocent and awless throne : Welcome destruction , blood , and maffacre ! I fee , as in a map , the end of all . Dutch . Accurfed and ...
... house ! The tyger now hath feiz'd the gentle hind : Infulting tyranny now begins to jut Upon the innocent and awless throne : Welcome destruction , blood , and maffacre ! I fee , as in a map , the end of all . Dutch . Accurfed and ...
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... house . -O , now I need the priest that spake to me : -I now repent , I told the purfuivant , As too triumphing , how mine enemies To - day at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd , And I myself secure in grace and favour . Oh , Margaret ...
... house . -O , now I need the priest that spake to me : -I now repent , I told the purfuivant , As too triumphing , how mine enemies To - day at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd , And I myself secure in grace and favour . Oh , Margaret ...
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againſt Anne Aufidius becauſe blood Buck Buckingham buſineſs cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Cominius confcience Coriolanus curfe death duke Duke of Norfolk Edward enemies Enter Exeunt Exit fafe faid fame fear feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould filk fince firſt flain fleep fome foul fpeak friends ftand ftate ftill fuch fword grace Haftings hath hear heart heaven highneſs himſelf honour houſe huſband JOHNSON king lady Lart Lartius lord Lord Chamberlain madam mafter Marcius Menenius moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble paffage peace perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent prince purpoſe Queen reafon Rich Richard Rome ſay SCENE Shakespeare ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell ſpeak Stanl ſtate STEEVENS tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou tongue ufed uſed Volfcians WARBURTON whofe wife word yourſelf
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Página 5 - 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.
Página 244 - 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.
Página 244 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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.
Página 4 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 246 - 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 mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...
Página 205 - sa stranger now again. Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, 't is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.