Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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... friend , I feare me to the King ; Consider Lords , he is the next of blood , And heyre apparant to the English Crowne : Had Henrie got an Empire by his marriage , And all the wealthy Kingdomes of the West , There's reason he should be ...
... friend , I feare me to the King ; Consider Lords , he is the next of blood , And heyre apparant to the English Crowne : Had Henrie got an Empire by his marriage , And all the wealthy Kingdomes of the West , There's reason he should be ...
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... Friends , and give to Curtezans , Still revelling like Lords till all be gone , While as the silly Owner of the goods Weepes over them , and wrings his haplesse hands , And shakes his head , and trembling stands aloofe , While all is ...
... Friends , and give to Curtezans , Still revelling like Lords till all be gone , While as the silly Owner of the goods Weepes over them , and wrings his haplesse hands , And shakes his head , and trembling stands aloofe , While all is ...
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... Friends : It made be judg'd I made the Duke away . So shall my name with Slanders tongue be wounded , And Princes Courts be fill'd with my reproach : This get I by his death : Aye me unhappie , To be a Queene , and Crown'd with infamie ...
... Friends : It made be judg'd I made the Duke away . So shall my name with Slanders tongue be wounded , And Princes Courts be fill'd with my reproach : This get I by his death : Aye me unhappie , To be a Queene , and Crown'd with infamie ...
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... friend , Tis like And ' tis well seene , he found an enemy . Queen . Than you belike suspect these Noblemen , As guilty of Duke Humfries timelesse death . Warw . Who finds the Heyfer dead , and bleeding fresh , And sees fast - by , a ...
... friend , Tis like And ' tis well seene , he found an enemy . Queen . Than you belike suspect these Noblemen , As guilty of Duke Humfries timelesse death . Warw . Who finds the Heyfer dead , and bleeding fresh , And sees fast - by , a ...
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... Friends condemn'd , Embrace , and kisse , and take ten thousand leaves , Loather a hundred times to part then dye ; Yet now farewell , and farewell Life with thee . Suf . Thus is poore Suffolke ten times banished , Once by the King ...
... Friends condemn'd , Embrace , and kisse , and take ten thousand leaves , Loather a hundred times to part then dye ; Yet now farewell , and farewell Life with thee . Suf . Thus is poore Suffolke ten times banished , Once by the King ...
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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...