The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Հատոր 9 |
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Արդյունքներ 35–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... gentle , mild , and virtuous . Glos . The fitter for the King of heaven that hath him . Anne . He is in heaven , where thou shalt never come . Glos . Let him thank me , that holp to send him thither ; For he was fitter for that place ...
... gentle , mild , and virtuous . Glos . The fitter for the King of heaven that hath him . Anne . He is in heaven , where thou shalt never come . Glos . Let him thank me , that holp to send him thither ; For he was fitter for that place ...
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... gentle lady Anne , To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ; — Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? Anne . Thou ...
... gentle lady Anne , To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ; — Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? Anne . Thou ...
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... gentle person made a jack . Q. Eli . Come , come , we know your meaning , brother Gloster : You envy my advancement , and my friends . God grant , we never may have need of you ! Glos . Meantime , God grants that we have need of you ...
... gentle person made a jack . Q. Eli . Come , come , we know your meaning , brother Gloster : You envy my advancement , and my friends . God grant , we never may have need of you ! Glos . Meantime , God grants that we have need of you ...
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... gentle villain , do not turn away ! Glos . Foul , wrinkled witch , what makest thou in my sight ? Q. Mar. But repetition of what thou hast marr'd : That will I make , before I let thee go . Glos . Wert thou not banished , on pain of ...
... gentle villain , do not turn away ! Glos . Foul , wrinkled witch , what makest thou in my sight ? Q. Mar. But repetition of what thou hast marr'd : That will I make , before I let thee go . Glos . Wert thou not banished , on pain of ...
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... gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death . Have not to do with him ; beware of him : Sin , death , and hell have set ...
... gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death . Have not to do with him ; beware of him : Sin , death , and hell have set ...
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Baynard's castle bear bless blood brother Buck CARDINAL WOLSEY Cates Catesby Cham Clarence conscience Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell curse daughter dead death Dorset doth Duch duke of Buckingham DUKE OF NORFOLK EARL OF SURREY Edward Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear florish friends gentle gentlemen give Glos Gloster God's grace gracious Grey happy hath hear heart heaven highness holy honor house of Lancaster Kath Katharine KING HENRY KING RICHARD king's lady live look lord cardinal LORD CHAMBERLAIN lord Hastings madam mayor mother never noble peace pity poor pray prince queen Ratcliff Rich Richm Richmond royal SCENE SHAK SIR THOMAS LOVELL sleep sorrow soul speak Stan Stanley sweet tell thank thee There's thou tongue Tower uncle unto weep wife William Brandon Wolsey York
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Էջ 260 - 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.
Էջ 8 - 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...
Էջ 305 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd : 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 neighbours...
Էջ 260 - 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 honors 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.
Էջ 221 - Must pity drop upon her. Verily,' I swear, '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 272 - 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. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little : And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died, fearing God.
Էջ 164 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die. I think there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day instead of him. A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Էջ 8 - But I, — that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ; I that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph ; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of featuret by dissembling!
Էջ 272 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little earth for charity...
Էջ 236 - 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.