The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 10C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1807 |
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... forces in Bourdeaux . A French sergeant . A porter . An old shepherd , father to Joan la Pucelle . Margaret , daughter to Reignier ; afterwards married to King Henry . Countess of Auvergne . Joan la Pucelle , commonly called Joan of Arc ...
... forces in Bourdeaux . A French sergeant . A porter . An old shepherd , father to Joan la Pucelle . Margaret , daughter to Reignier ; afterwards married to King Henry . Countess of Auvergne . Joan la Pucelle , commonly called Joan of Arc ...
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... Forces ; ALENÇON , REIGNIER , \ and Others . 5 Char . Mars his true moving , even as in the heavens , So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late did he shine upon the English side ; Now we are victors , upon us he smiles . What ...
... Forces ; ALENÇON , REIGNIER , \ and Others . 5 Char . Mars his true moving , even as in the heavens , So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late did he shine upon the English side ; Now we are victors , upon us he smiles . What ...
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... force ? Our English troops retire , I cannot stay them ; A woman , clad in armour , chaseth them . Enter LA PUCELLE . Here , here she comes : - -I'll have a bout with thee ; Devil , or devil's dam , I'll conjure thee : Blood will I draw ...
... force ? Our English troops retire , I cannot stay them ; A woman , clad in armour , chaseth them . Enter LA PUCELLE . Here , here she comes : - -I'll have a bout with thee ; Devil , or devil's dam , I'll conjure thee : Blood will I draw ...
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... force , like Hannibal , Drives back our troops , and conquers as she lists : So bees with smoke , and doves with noisome ... Forces , & c . 4 - hunger - starved- ] The same epithet is , I think , used by Shakspeare . The old copy lias ...
... force , like Hannibal , Drives back our troops , and conquers as she lists : So bees with smoke , and doves with noisome ... Forces , & c . 4 - hunger - starved- ] The same epithet is , I think , used by Shakspeare . The old copy lias ...
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... Forces , with scaling Ladders ; their Drums beating a dead march . Tal . Lord regent , -and redoubted Burgundy , By whose approach , the regions of Artois , Walloon , and Picardy , are friends to us , - This happy night the Frenchmen ...
... Forces , with scaling Ladders ; their Drums beating a dead march . Tal . Lord regent , -and redoubted Burgundy , By whose approach , the regions of Artois , Walloon , and Picardy , are friends to us , - This happy night the Frenchmen ...
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Alarum battle battle of Barnet blood brother Cade Cĉsar Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth Duke of York Earl England Exeunt Exit father fear fight France friends Gloster grace hand hath heart heaven Henry's Holinshed honour house of Lancaster Houses of Yorke Jack Cade Johnson Julius Cĉsar King Edward King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III Lancaster lord Malone means Montague Mortimer noble old copy old play old quarto original play passage piece Plantagenet Prince printed Pucelle quarto Reignier Richard Duke Richard Plantagenet Ritson Saint Albans Salisbury says scene Second and Third second folio Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir John slain soldiers Somerset soul speak speech Steevens Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears thee Theobald thine thou art thou shalt Tragedie of Richarde true Tragedie unto Warburton Warwick words writer
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Page 174 - And, seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven, Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, You cannot but forbear to murder me.
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Page 266 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Page 78 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Page 267 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects