Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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... Queene , Suffolke , Yorke , Somerset , and Buckingham , Suffolke . on the other . S by your high Imperiall Majesty ... Queene To your most gracious hands , that are the Substance Of that great Shadow I did represent : The happiest Gift ...
... Queene , Suffolke , Yorke , Somerset , and Buckingham , Suffolke . on the other . S by your high Imperiall Majesty ... Queene To your most gracious hands , that are the Substance Of that great Shadow I did represent : The happiest Gift ...
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William Shakespeare. The Fairest Queene , that ever King receiv'd . King . Suffolke arise . Welcome Queene Margaret , I can expresse no kinder signe of Love Then this kinde kisse : O Lord , that lends me life , Lend me a heart repleate ...
William Shakespeare. The Fairest Queene , that ever King receiv'd . King . Suffolke arise . Welcome Queene Margaret , I can expresse no kinder signe of Love Then this kinde kisse : O Lord , that lends me life , Lend me a heart repleate ...
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... Queene . Come , let us in , and with all speede provide To see her Coronation be perform❜d . Exit King , Queene , and Suffolke . Manet the rest . Glo . Brave Peeres of England , Pillars of the State , Το you Duke Humfrey must unload ...
... Queene . Come , let us in , and with all speede provide To see her Coronation be perform❜d . Exit King , Queene , and Suffolke . Manet the rest . Glo . Brave Peeres of England , Pillars of the State , Το you Duke Humfrey must unload ...
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... Queene do meane to Hawke . Hu . I go , Come Nel thou wilt ride with us ? Eli . Yes my good Lord , Ile follow presently , Follow I must , I cannot go before , Ex . Hum . While Gloster beares this base and humble minde . Were 10 ACT I ...
... Queene do meane to Hawke . Hu . I go , Come Nel thou wilt ride with us ? Eli . Yes my good Lord , Ile follow presently , Follow I must , I cannot go before , Ex . Hum . While Gloster beares this base and humble minde . Were 10 ACT I ...
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... Queene . Peter . Here a comes me thinkes , and the Queene with him : lle be the first sure . 2. Pet . Come backe foole , this is the Duke of Suffolk , and not my Lord Protector . Suff . How now fellow : would'st any thing with me ? 1 ...
... Queene . Peter . Here a comes me thinkes , and the Queene with him : lle be the first sure . 2. Pet . Come backe foole , this is the Duke of Suffolk , and not my Lord Protector . Suff . How now fellow : would'st any thing with me ? 1 ...
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Alarum art thou beare blood Brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinall Catesby Clarence Clif Clifford Crowne curse dayes dead death Dorset doth Duke of Yorke Edward Elianor England Enter Richard Exeunt Exit eyes farre Father feare flye France friends gentle give Glost Gloster Grace ha's hand hath head heare heart Heaven heere Highnesse Honor House of Lancaster House of Yorke Humfrey Jacke Cade King Henry Lady leave live looke Lord Chamberlaine Lord Hastings Lord Protector Madam Maior Majestie Margaret Mother Mountague murther ne're never Noble Norfolke peace pitty pray Prince Queene Rich Richmond Royall Scana shalt shame shee Somerset Sonne sorrow Souldiers soule Soveraigne speake Suff Suffolke Sunne sweet Sword teares tell thee thine thinke thou art thou hast thy selfe tongue Traytor Unckle Unkle unto Warre Warw Warwicke wee'l yeeld
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Page 290 - 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!
Page 370 - He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Page 393 - 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.
Page 360 - 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,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Page 363 - 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 363 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. 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...
Page 360 - 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.
Page 58 - I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Page 356 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Page 183 - 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 ; 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...