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 32–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... night - walking heralds That trudge betwixt the king and mistress Shore . Heard you not , what an humble suppliant Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery ? Glos . Humbly complaining to her deity Got my lord chamberlain his liberty ...
... night - walking heralds That trudge betwixt the king and mistress Shore . Heard you not , what an humble suppliant Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery ? Glos . Humbly complaining to her deity Got my lord chamberlain his liberty ...
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... night o'ershade thy day , and death thy life ! Glos . Curse not thyself , fair creature ; thou art both . Anne . I would I were , to be revenged on thee . Glos . It is a quarrel most unnatural , To be revenged on him that loveth thee ...
... night o'ershade thy day , and death thy life ! Glos . Curse not thyself , fair creature ; thou art both . Anne . I would I were , to be revenged on thee . Glos . It is a quarrel most unnatural , To be revenged on him that loveth thee ...
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... 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 . Bra . What was ...
... 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 . Bra . What was ...
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... 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 ? ' And so he vanish'd . Then came ...
... 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 ? ' And so he vanish'd . Then came ...
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... night morning , and the noontide night . Princes have but their titles for their glories , An outward honor for an inward toil ; And , for unfelt imaginations , They often feel a world of restless cares : So that , between their titles ...
... night morning , and the noontide night . Princes have but their titles for their glories , An outward honor for an inward toil ; And , for unfelt imaginations , They often feel a world of restless cares : So that , between their titles ...
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The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text ..., Հատոր 3 William Shakespeare Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1842 |
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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.