The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Pàgina 1540
... thine , and not King Henry's Heirs . York . Affift me then , fweet Warwick , and I will ; For hither we have broken in by force . · Norf . We'll all affift you ; he that flies fhall die . York . Thanks , gentle Norfolk ; ftay by me my ...
... thine , and not King Henry's Heirs . York . Affift me then , fweet Warwick , and I will ; For hither we have broken in by force . · Norf . We'll all affift you ; he that flies fhall die . York . Thanks , gentle Norfolk ; ftay by me my ...
Pàgina 1541
... thine . Exe . For fhame come down , he made thee Duke of Tork . York . It was my Inheritance , as the Earldom was . Exe . Thy Father was a Traitor to the Crown . War . Exeter thou art a Traitor to the Crown , In following this ufurping ...
... thine . Exe . For fhame come down , he made thee Duke of Tork . York . It was my Inheritance , as the Earldom was . Exe . Thy Father was a Traitor to the Crown . War . Exeter thou art a Traitor to the Crown , In following this ufurping ...
Pàgina 1544
... thine Heirs for ever : Conditionally , that here you take an Oath , To cease this Civil War ; and whilft I live , To honour me as thy King and Soveraign : Neither by Treafon nor Hoftility , To fek to put me down , and Reign thy felf ...
... thine Heirs for ever : Conditionally , that here you take an Oath , To cease this Civil War ; and whilft I live , To honour me as thy King and Soveraign : Neither by Treafon nor Hoftility , To fek to put me down , and Reign thy felf ...
Pàgina 1545
... thine Heir , And difinherited thine only Son . If Prince . Father , you cannot difinherit me : you be King , why should not I fucceed ? K. Henry . Pardon me , Margaret ; pardon me , fweet Son ; The Earl of Warwick and the Duke enforc'd ...
... thine Heir , And difinherited thine only Son . If Prince . Father , you cannot difinherit me : you be King , why should not I fucceed ? K. Henry . Pardon me , Margaret ; pardon me , fweet Son ; The Earl of Warwick and the Duke enforc'd ...
Pàgina 1546
... thine honour . And feeing thou doft , I here divorce my felf , Both from thy Table , Henry , and thy Bed , Until that Act of Parliament be repealed , Whereby my Son is difinherited . The Northern Lords , that have forfworn thy Colours ...
... thine honour . And feeing thou doft , I here divorce my felf , Both from thy Table , Henry , and thy Bed , Until that Act of Parliament be repealed , Whereby my Son is difinherited . The Northern Lords , that have forfworn thy Colours ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare,Nicholas Rowe Visualització completa - 1714 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., Volum 4 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1714 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 1628 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Pàgina 1775 - 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...
Pàgina 1822 - And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea, shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixure ! O ! when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
Pàgina 1782 - After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
Pàgina 1775 - 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.
Pàgina 1781 - From his cradle He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Pàgina 1565 - So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Pàgina 1996 - Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Pàgina 1747 - 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.
Pàgina 1618 - 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...