The Plays of William Shakspeare, Հատոր 5F. C. and J. Rivington, 1823 |
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Արդյունքներ 61–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... thine , shall be let in . Glo . Faint - hearted Woodville , prizest him ' fore me ? Arrogant Winchester ? that haughty prelate , Whom Henry , our late sovereign , ne'er could brook ? Thou art no friend to God , or to the king : Open the ...
... thine , shall be let in . Glo . Faint - hearted Woodville , prizest him ' fore me ? Arrogant Winchester ? that haughty prelate , Whom Henry , our late sovereign , ne'er could brook ? Thou art no friend to God , or to the king : Open the ...
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... thy shadow hath been thrall to me , For in my gallery thy picture hangs : But now the substance shall endure the like ; And I will chain these legs and arms of thine , That hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain ...
... thy shadow hath been thrall to me , For in my gallery thy picture hangs : But now the substance shall endure the like ; And I will chain these legs and arms of thine , That hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain ...
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... thine aged back against mine arm ; And , in that ease , I'll tell thee my disease.2 This day , in argument upon a case , Some words there grew ' twixt Somerset and me : Among which terms he used his lavish tongue , And did upbraid me ...
... thine aged back against mine arm ; And , in that ease , I'll tell thee my disease.2 This day , in argument upon a case , Some words there grew ' twixt Somerset and me : Among which terms he used his lavish tongue , And did upbraid me ...
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... thine own , And make thee curse the harvest of that corn . Char . Your grace may starve , perhaps , before that time . Bed . O , let no words , but deeds , revenge this treason ! ( 1 ) Haughty power . Puc . What will you do , good grey ...
... thine own , And make thee curse the harvest of that corn . Char . Your grace may starve , perhaps , before that time . Bed . O , let no words , but deeds , revenge this treason ! ( 1 ) Haughty power . Puc . What will you do , good grey ...
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... thy foe ? And was he not in England prisoner ? But , when they heard he was thine enemy , They set him free , without his ransom paid , In spite of Burgundy , and all his friends . See then ! thou fight'st against thy countrymen , And ...
... thy foe ? And was he not in England prisoner ? But , when they heard he was thine enemy , They set him free , without his ransom paid , In spite of Burgundy , and all his friends . See then ! thou fight'st against thy countrymen , And ...
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Էջ 306 - 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.
Էջ 414 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Էջ 255 - Why, I can smile, and murder while 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.
Էջ 330 - And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy; And, in my company, my brother Glo'ster: Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches; thence we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster That had befaU'n us.
Էջ 330 - Lord! methought what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea.
Էջ 306 - 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...