The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Հատոր 5 |
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Young Stafford , his Brother . Alexander Iden , a Kentish Gentleman . Young Clifford , Son to the Lord Clifford . Edward Plantagenet , Richard Plantagenet , Sons to the Duke of York . Vaux , a Sea Captain , and Walter Whitmore ...
Young Stafford , his Brother . Alexander Iden , a Kentish Gentleman . Young Clifford , Son to the Lord Clifford . Edward Plantagenet , Richard Plantagenet , Sons to the Duke of York . Vaux , a Sea Captain , and Walter Whitmore ...
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And as the dam runs lowing up and down , Looking the way her harmless young one went , And can do nought but wail her darling's loss $ Even so myself bewail good Glo'ster's cafe With fad unhelpful tears , and with dimm'd eyes Look after ...
And as the dam runs lowing up and down , Looking the way her harmless young one went , And can do nought but wail her darling's loss $ Even so myself bewail good Glo'ster's cafe With fad unhelpful tears , and with dimm'd eyes Look after ...
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Enter Sir Humphry Stafford and young Stafford , with drum and soldiers . Staf . Rebellious hinds , the filth and skum of Kent , Mark'd for the gallows , lay your weapons down , Home to your cottages , forsake this groom .
Enter Sir Humphry Stafford and young Stafford , with drum and soldiers . Staf . Rebellious hinds , the filth and skum of Kent , Mark'd for the gallows , lay your weapons down , Home to your cottages , forsake this groom .
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Enter young Clifford . Y. Clif . Shame and confusion ! all is on the rout ; Fear frames disorder ; and disorder wounds , Where it should guard . Owar ! thou O war ! thou son of hell , Whom angry heav'ns do make their minister , Throw in ...
Enter young Clifford . Y. Clif . Shame and confusion ! all is on the rout ; Fear frames disorder ; and disorder wounds , Where it should guard . Owar ! thou O war ! thou son of hell , Whom angry heav'ns do make their minister , Throw in ...
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Meet I an infant of the House of York , Into as many gobbits will I cut it , As wild Medea young Abfyrtus did . In cruelty will I seek out my fame . Come , thou new ruin of old Clifford's Houfe : As did Æneas old Anchises bear , So I ...
Meet I an infant of the House of York , Into as many gobbits will I cut it , As wild Medea young Abfyrtus did . In cruelty will I seek out my fame . Come , thou new ruin of old Clifford's Houfe : As did Æneas old Anchises bear , So I ...
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Էջ 243 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Էջ 156 - 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...
Էջ 452 - 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.
Էջ 417 - 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.
Էջ 455 - 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.
Էջ 455 - 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...
Էջ 452 - 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.
Էջ 464 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting— Which was a sin— yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: ever witness for him Those twins of learning that he rais'd in you, Ipswich and Oxford! One of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Էջ 230 - 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.
Էջ 456 - 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...