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The countess Richmond , a good my lord of Stanley , To your good prayer will
scarcely say — amen . Yet , Stanley , notwithstanding she's your wife , And loves
not me , be you , good lord , assur'd , I hate not you for her proud arrogance . Stan
.
The countess Richmond , a good my lord of Stanley , To your good prayer will
scarcely say — amen . Yet , Stanley , notwithstanding she's your wife , And loves
not me , be you , good lord , assur'd , I hate not you for her proud arrogance . Stan
.
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Commend me to lord William : tell him , Catesby , His ancient knot of dangerous
adversaries To - morrow are let blood at Pomfret - castle ; And bid my friend , for
joy of this good news , Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more . Buck .
Commend me to lord William : tell him , Catesby , His ancient knot of dangerous
adversaries To - morrow are let blood at Pomfret - castle ; And bid my friend , for
joy of this good news , Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more . Buck .
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The tender love I bear your grace , my lord , Makes me most forward in this noble
presence To doom the offenders : Whosoe'er they be , I say , my lord , they have
deserved death . Glo . T'hen be your eyes the witness of their evil , Look how I ...
The tender love I bear your grace , my lord , Makes me most forward in this noble
presence To doom the offenders : Whosoe'er they be , I say , my lord , they have
deserved death . Glo . T'hen be your eyes the witness of their evil , Look how I ...
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With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators William
Shakespeare Isaac Reed. SCENE III . A Room in the Palace . Enter the Lord
Chamberlains and Lord Sands.9 Cham . Is it possible , the spells of France
should juggle Men ...
With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators William
Shakespeare Isaac Reed. SCENE III . A Room in the Palace . Enter the Lord
Chamberlains and Lord Sands.9 Cham . Is it possible , the spells of France
should juggle Men ...
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With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators William
Shakespeare Isaac Reed. Gar . My lord , because we have business of more
moment , We will be short with you . ' Tis his highness ' pleasure , And our
consent , for better ...
With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators William
Shakespeare Isaac Reed. Gar . My lord , because we have business of more
moment , We will be short with you . ' Tis his highness ' pleasure , And our
consent , for better ...
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Page 291 - 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' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin.
Page 12 - 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...
Page 310 - Ipswich and 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.
Page 207 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Page 11 - But I— that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass— I— that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph...
Page 47 - Upon the hatches : thence we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster, That had befall'n us.
Page 49 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Page 175 - 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!
Page 296 - 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...
Page 295 - 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.
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 11 The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Isaac Reed |
| Publisher | C. and A. Conrad, 1808 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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