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Pagina 11
... give them thanks , That were the cause of my imprisonment . Glo . No doubt , no doubt ; and so shall Clarence too ; For they , that were your enemies , are his , And have prevailed as much on him , as you . Hast . More pity that the ...
... give them thanks , That were the cause of my imprisonment . Glo . No doubt , no doubt ; and so shall Clarence too ; For they , that were your enemies , are his , And have prevailed as much on him , as you . Hast . More pity that the ...
Pagina 14
... give me leave , By circumstance , but to acquit myself . Anne . Vouchsafe , diffused infection of a man , For these known evils , but to give me leave , By circumstance , to curse thy cursed self . Glo . Fairer than tongue can name thee ...
... give me leave , By circumstance , but to acquit myself . Anne . Vouchsafe , diffused infection of a man , For these known evils , but to give me leave , By circumstance , to curse thy cursed self . Glo . Fairer than tongue can name thee ...
Pagina 30
... Margaret had ranted against them ; and he could not give that weight to her curses , without supposing a right in her to utter them.— Walpole . ↑ T He is franked ' up to fatting for his pains 30 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
... Margaret had ranted against them ; and he could not give that weight to her curses , without supposing a right in her to utter them.— Walpole . ↑ T He is franked ' up to fatting for his pains 30 [ ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
Pagina 34
... give evidence against my soul- For Edward's sake ; and , see , how he requites me ! O God ! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee , But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds , Yet execute thy wrath on me alone ; O , spare my guiltless ...
... give evidence against my soul- For Edward's sake ; and , see , how he requites me ! O God ! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee , But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds , Yet execute thy wrath on me alone ; O , spare my guiltless ...
Pagina 41
... give order for his burial ; And when I have my meed , I will away ; For this will out , and then I must not stay . [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I. London . A Room in the Palace . Enter KING EDWARD , ( led in sick , ) QUEEN ELIZABETH , DORSET ...
... give order for his burial ; And when I have my meed , I will away ; For this will out , and then I must not stay . [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I. London . A Room in the Palace . Enter KING EDWARD , ( led in sick , ) QUEEN ELIZABETH , DORSET ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 8 - 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...
Pagina 199 - 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.
Pagina 199 - 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. 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...
Pagina 325 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Pagina 122 - 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!
Pagina 306 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or...
Pagina 34 - With that, methought a legion of foul fiends Environed me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 34 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual 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...
Pagina 202 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Pagina 32 - I have pass'da miserable 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.