The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Richard III. Henry VIII. Troilus and Cressida. Timon of Athens. CoriolanusHilliard, Gray,, 1839 |
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Pagina 6
... LORD HASTINGS . LORD STANLEY . LORD LOvel . SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN . SIR RICHARD Ratcliff . SIR WILLIAM CATESBY . SIR JAMES TYRREL . SIR JAMES BLOUNT . SIR WALTER HERbert . SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY , Lieutenant of the Tower . CHRISTOPHER ...
... LORD HASTINGS . LORD STANLEY . LORD LOvel . SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN . SIR RICHARD Ratcliff . SIR WILLIAM CATESBY . SIR JAMES TYRREL . SIR JAMES BLOUNT . SIR WALTER HERbert . SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY , Lieutenant of the Tower . CHRISTOPHER ...
Pagina 9
... Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery ? Glo . Humbly complaining to her deity Got my lord chamberlain his liberty . I'll tell you what , -I think it is our way , If we will keep in favor with the king , To be her men , and wear her ...
... Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery ? Glo . Humbly complaining to her deity Got my lord chamberlain his liberty . I'll tell you what , -I think it is our way , If we will keep in favor with the king , To be her men , and wear her ...
Pagina 11
... HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! Glo . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to this open air . How hath your lordship brooked imprisonment ? Hast . With patience , noble lord , as ...
... HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! Glo . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to this open air . How hath your lordship brooked imprisonment ? Hast . With patience , noble lord , as ...
Pagina 22
... lords ? Buck . Madam , good hope ; his grace ... lord chamberlain ; And sent to warn them to his royal presence . Q. Eliz . ' Would all were well ! -But that will never be ; - I fear our happiness is at the height . Enter GLOSTER , HASTINGS ...
... lords ? Buck . Madam , good hope ; his grace ... lord chamberlain ; And sent to warn them to his royal presence . Q. Eliz . ' Would all were well ! -But that will never be ; - I fear our happiness is at the height . Enter GLOSTER , HASTINGS ...
Pagina 23
... lord Hastings ' late imprisonment . Riv . She may , my lord ; for- Glo . She may , lord Rivers ? -why , who knows not so ? She may do more , sir , than denying that . She may help you to many fair preferments ; And then deny her aiding ...
... lord Hastings ' late imprisonment . Riv . She may , my lord ; for- Glo . She may , lord Rivers ? -why , who knows not so ? She may do more , sir , than denying that . She may help you to many fair preferments ; And then deny her aiding ...
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Pagina 33 - A thousand men, that fishes gnawed upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep, And mocked the dead bones that lay scattered by.
Pagina 201 - 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 183 - em, if thou canst : leave working. Song. 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.
Pagina 203 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. — •' The king shall have my service ; but my prayers, For ever and for ever, shall be yours.
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 204 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; 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 fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
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.
Pagina 122 - 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. I am a villain. Yet I lie; I am not. Fool, of thyself speak well. Fool, do not flatter. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
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 135 - I COME no more to make you laugh; things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow, Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present.