King Richard III: With The Tragedie of Richard, Duke of Yorke ... ; [and, Henry VIII]Doubleday & McClure, 1897 - 384 pages |
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... eye , a passing pleasing tongue ; And the queen's kindred are made gentlefolks : How say you , sir ? can you deny all this ? Brak . With this , my lord , myself have naught to do . Glo . Naught to do with Mistross Shore ! I tell thee ...
... eye , a passing pleasing tongue ; And the queen's kindred are made gentlefolks : How say you , sir ? can you deny all this ? Brak . With this , my lord , myself have naught to do . Glo . Naught to do with Mistross Shore ! I tell thee ...
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... eyes . O , curséd be the hand that made these holes ! Cursed the heart that had the heart to do it ! Curséd the blood that let this blood from hence ! More direful hap betide that hated wretch , That makes us wretched by the death of ...
... eyes . O , curséd be the hand that made these holes ! Cursed the heart that had the heart to do it ! Curséd the blood that let this blood from hence ! More direful hap betide that hated wretch , That makes us wretched by the death of ...
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... eyes cannot endure the devil . Avaunt , thou dreadful minister of hell ! Thou hadst but power o'er his mortal body , His soul thou canst not have ; therefore , be gone . Glo . Sweet saint , for charity , be not Scene 2. ] 21 KING ...
... eyes cannot endure the devil . Avaunt , thou dreadful minister of hell ! Thou hadst but power o'er his mortal body , His soul thou canst not have ; therefore , be gone . Glo . Sweet saint , for charity , be not Scene 2. ] 21 KING ...
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... . If I thought that , I tell thee , homicide , These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks . Glo . These eyes could not endure that beauty's wreck ; You should not blemish it , if I stood by 24 [ Act I. KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
... . If I thought that , I tell thee , homicide , These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks . Glo . These eyes could not endure that beauty's wreck ; You should not blemish it , if I stood by 24 [ Act I. KING RICHARD THE THIRD .
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... eyes . Glo . Thine eyes , sweet lady , have infected mine . Anne . Would they were basilisks , to strike thee dead ! Glo . I would they were , that I might die at once ; For now they kill me with a living death . Those eyes of thine ...
... eyes . Glo . Thine eyes , sweet lady , have infected mine . Anne . Would they were basilisks , to strike thee dead ! Glo . I would they were , that I might die at once ; For now they kill me with a living death . Those eyes of thine ...
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Anne Anne Boleyn bear bless blood brother Buck Buckingham Cate Catesby Cham Clar Clarence conscience Cran Cranmer Crom Cromwell crown curse daughter dead death Dorset doth Duch Duke Duke of NORFOLK Duke of York Earl of SURREY Edward Eliz Elizabeth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grif hand happy hath haue hear heart Heaven holy honour hope house of Lancaster Kath Katharine King Henry King Henry VIII King Richard King's lady live look Lord Cardinal Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings loue madam mother Murd murder noble NORFOLK peace pity play poor pray prince Queen RATCLIFF Rich Richmond royal SCENE Sir Thomas Lovell sleep sorrow soul souldiers speak Stan stand Stanley sweet tell thee There's tongue Tower unto Warwike wife Wolsey York
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Page 22 - 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.
Page 150 - 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...
Page 150 - 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; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Page 27 - 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 43 - I passed, 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 ?
Page 140 - 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 27 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 15 - King Henry making a masque at the Cardinal Wolsey's house, and certain cannons being shot off at his entry, some of the paper, or other stuff wherewith one of them was stopped, did light on the thatch, where being thought at first but an idle smoke, and their eyes more attentive to the show, it kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very ground.
Page 24 - All is best, though we oft doubt, What the unsearchable dispose Of highest wisdom brings about, And ever best found in the close. Oft he seems to hide his face, But unexpectedly returns...
Page 43 - Behold, Thou hast made my days as it were a span long : and mine age is even as nothing in respect of Thee ; and verily every man living is altogether vanity. For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth himself in vain : he heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.