The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: King Richard III; King Henry VIII; Troilus and CressidaJ. Munroe, 1854 |
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... keeps flying off every little while from the line to which this reason would bind him , we are apt to doubt whether he fully believed it himself . Steevens , on the other hand , thought the folio gave the better text ; wherein he was ...
... keeps flying off every little while from the line to which this reason would bind him , we are apt to doubt whether he fully believed it himself . Steevens , on the other hand , thought the folio gave the better text ; wherein he was ...
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... keep any sort of terms between the phrase and the matter . To the best of our judgment , the internal evidence of the play makes strongly for as early a date as 1593 or 1594 : the general style , though rising somewhat above that of the ...
... keep any sort of terms between the phrase and the matter . To the best of our judgment , the internal evidence of the play makes strongly for as early a date as 1593 or 1594 : the general style , though rising somewhat above that of the ...
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... the disguise which it necessarily keeps up in real life , might indeed be valuable as truth , but would not do at all as poetry . And this may aptly suggest the different laws of history and art , which we know not 12 KING RICHARD III .
... the disguise which it necessarily keeps up in real life , might indeed be valuable as truth , but would not do at all as poetry . And this may aptly suggest the different laws of history and art , which we know not 12 KING RICHARD III .
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... keeping with the idea of his character as transpiring in his action throughout the play . For in whatsoever he does , no less than in what he there says , it is manifest that his hypocrisy is without the least shade of self - delusion ...
... keeping with the idea of his character as transpiring in his action throughout the play . For in whatsoever he does , no less than in what he there says , it is manifest that his hypocrisy is without the least shade of self - delusion ...
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... keep in favour with the king , To be her men , and wear her livery : The jealous o'er - worn widow , and herself , 11 Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen , Are mighty gossips in our monarchy.12 they said afterward , that that ...
... keep in favour with the king , To be her men , and wear her livery : The jealous o'er - worn widow , and herself , 11 Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen , Are mighty gossips in our monarchy.12 they said afterward , that that ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Anne Anne Boleyn arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Cres Cressida daughter death Diomed doth Duch duke earl earl of Richmond Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear folio fool friends Gent give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks hand Hast hath hear heart Heaven Hect Hector Helen Henry VI Holinshed honour Kath King Richard king's lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam means Menelaus Murd never night noble old copies Pandarus Patr Patroclus play Poet Poet's pray Priam prince quartos queen quoth Rich Richmond SCENE Shakespeare Sir Thomas soul speak speech Stan sweet sword tell tent thee Ther Thersites thing thou thought Tower Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy truth Ulys Ulysses unto wife Wolsey word
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Էջ 301 - 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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Էջ 22 - 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 — Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...
Էջ 175 - What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes; I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why; Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Էջ 451 - I do not strain at the position, — It is familiar, — but at the author's drift : Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves, That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting, ) Till he communicate his parts to others...
Էջ 55 - 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 scattered in the bottom of the sea...
Էջ 175 - 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 direst degree; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty!
Էջ 277 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. 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.
Էջ 300 - So farewell to the little good you bear me. 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 honours 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 22 - 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...
Էջ 198 - Well, well, Master Kingston," quoth he, "I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.