King Richard III. King Henry VIIIL.A. Lewis, 125, Fleet Street., 1841 |
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Pàgina 18
... gentle , mild , and virtuous . Glos . The fitter for the King of heaven that hath him . Anne . He is in heaven , where thou shalt never come . Glos . Let him thank me , that holp to send him thither ; For he was fitter for that place ...
... gentle , mild , and virtuous . Glos . The fitter for the King of heaven that hath him . Anne . He is in heaven , where thou shalt never come . Glos . Let him thank me , that holp to send him thither ; For he was fitter for that place ...
Pàgina 19
... gentle lady Anne , To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ; - Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? Anne . Thou ...
... gentle lady Anne , To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ; - Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? Anne . Thou ...
Pàgina 28
... gentle person made a jack . Q. Eli . Come , come , we know your meaning , brother Gloster : You envy my advancement , and my friends . God grant , we never may have need of you ! Glos . Meantime , God grants that we have need of you ...
... gentle person made a jack . Q. Eli . Come , come , we know your meaning , brother Gloster : You envy my advancement , and my friends . God grant , we never may have need of you ! Glos . Meantime , God grants that we have need of you ...
Pàgina 32
... gentle villain , do not turn away ! Glos . Foul , wrinkled witch , what makest thou in my sight ? Q. Mar. But repetition of what thou hast marr'd : That will I make , before I let thee go . Glos . Wert thou not banished , on pain of ...
... gentle villain , do not turn away ! Glos . Foul , wrinkled witch , what makest thou in my sight ? Q. Mar. But repetition of what thou hast marr'd : That will I make , before I let thee go . Glos . Wert thou not banished , on pain of ...
Pàgina 37
... gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death . Have not to do with him ; beware of him : Sin , death , and hell have set ...
... gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death . Have not to do with him ; beware of him : Sin , death , and hell have set ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Anne Baynard's castle bear bless blood brother Buck CARDINAL WOLSEY Cates Catesby Cham Clarence conscience Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell curse Daugh 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 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 264 - Let's dry our eyes ; and thus far hear me, Cromwell, And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say I taught thee...
Pàgina 8 - 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 305 - She shall be lov'd and fear'd : her own shall bless her ; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her ! 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 42 - I 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...
Pàgina 236 - 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 263 - I have told him What, and how true thou art: he will advance thee; Some little memory of me will stir him, (I know his noble nature,) not to let Thy hopeful service perish too : Good Cromwell, Neglect him not ; make use now, and provide For thine own future safety.
Pàgina 164 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die : I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him : — A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Pàgina 7 - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Pàgina 264 - And pry'thee lead me in — There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny, 'tis the king's. My robe, And my integrity to Heaven, is all I dare now call my own.
Pàgina 272 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little earth for charity...