The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Volum 9Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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Pàgina 14
... holy king ! Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood ! Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost , To hear the lamentations of poor Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy slaughter'd son , Stabb'd by ...
... holy king ! Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood ! Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost , To hear the lamentations of poor Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy slaughter'd son , Stabb'd by ...
Pàgina 15
... holy load , Taken from Paul's to be interred there ; And , still as you are weary of the weight , Rest you , whiles I lament king Henry's corse . [ the Bearers take up the corpse , and advance . Enter GLOSTER . Glos . Stay you , that ...
... holy load , Taken from Paul's to be interred there ; And , still as you are weary of the weight , Rest you , whiles I lament king Henry's corse . [ the Bearers take up the corpse , and advance . Enter GLOSTER . Glos . Stay you , that ...
Pàgina 27
... holy Paul , they love his grace but lightly , That fill his ears with such dissensious rumors . Because I cannot flatter , and speak fair , Smile in men's faces , smoothe , deceive , and cog , Duck with French nods and apish courtesy ...
... holy Paul , they love his grace but lightly , That fill his ears with such dissensious rumors . Because I cannot flatter , and speak fair , Smile in men's faces , smoothe , deceive , and cog , Duck with French nods and apish courtesy ...
Pàgina 38
... holy mother : She hath had too much wrong ; and I repent My part thereof , that I have done to her . Q. Eli . I never did her any , to my knowlege . Glos . Yet you have all the vantage of her wrong . I was too hot to do somebody good ...
... holy mother : She hath had too much wrong ; and I repent My part thereof , that I have done to her . Q. Eli . I never did her any , to my knowlege . Glos . Yet you have all the vantage of her wrong . I was too hot to do somebody good ...
Pàgina 39
... holy writ ; And seem a saint when most I play the devil . Enter TWO MURDERERS . But soft , here come my executioners . How now , my hardy , stout , resolved mates ? Are you now going to despatch this thing ? 1 Mur . We are , my lord ...
... holy writ ; And seem a saint when most I play the devil . Enter TWO MURDERERS . But soft , here come my executioners . How now , my hardy , stout , resolved mates ? Are you now going to despatch this thing ? 1 Mur . We are , my lord ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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
Passatges populars
Pàgina 272 - 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 305 - 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...
Pàgina 237 - 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.
Pàgina 41 - And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster, That had befallen us. As we paced along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard, Into the tumbling billows of the main...
Pàgina 261 - 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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 Kath.
Pàgina 173 - 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. Those that can pity, here May, if they think it well, let fall a tear ; The subject will deserve it. Such as give Their money out of hope they may believe, May here find truth too.
Pàgina 8 - To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass...