The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 16F. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... doth he lie . BOLING . Pale trembling coward , there I throw my gage , Disclaiming here the kindred of the king 2 ; And lay aside my high blood's royalty , Which fear , not reverence , makes thee to except : If guilty dread hath left ...
... doth he lie . BOLING . Pale trembling coward , there I throw my gage , Disclaiming here the kindred of the king 2 ; And lay aside my high blood's royalty , Which fear , not reverence , makes thee to except : If guilty dread hath left ...
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... doth vex my grieved soul : But , ere I last receiv'd the sacrament , I did confess it ; and exactly begg'd Your grace's pardon , and , I hope , I had it . This is my fault : As for the rest appeal'd , It issues from the rancour of a ...
... doth vex my grieved soul : But , ere I last receiv'd the sacrament , I did confess it ; and exactly begg'd Your grace's pardon , and , I hope , I had it . This is my fault : As for the rest appeal'd , It issues from the rancour of a ...
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... doth harbour , even in Mowbray's [ Exit GAUNT . face . K. RICH . We were not born to sue , but to com- mand : Which since we cannot do to make you friends , Be ready , as your lives shall answer it , At Coventry , upon Saint Lambert's ...
... doth harbour , even in Mowbray's [ Exit GAUNT . face . K. RICH . We were not born to sue , but to com- mand : Which since we cannot do to make you friends , Be ready , as your lives shall answer it , At Coventry , upon Saint Lambert's ...
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... Doth more solicit me , than your exclaims , To stir against the butchers of his life . But since correction lieth in those hands , Which made the fault that we cannot correct , Put we our quarrel to the will of heaven ; to mark out , to ...
... Doth more solicit me , than your exclaims , To stir against the butchers of his life . But since correction lieth in those hands , Which made the fault that we cannot correct , Put we our quarrel to the will of heaven ; to mark out , to ...
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... Doth with a two - fold vigour lift me up To reach at victory above my head , - Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers ; And with thy blessings steel my lance's point , That it may enter Mowbray's waxen coat3 , * Quarto 1597 , the ...
... Doth with a two - fold vigour lift me up To reach at victory above my head , - Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers ; And with thy blessings steel my lance's point , That it may enter Mowbray's waxen coat3 , * Quarto 1597 , the ...
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Страница 385 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? no : or an arm ? no : or take away the grief of a wound ? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then ? no. What is honour ? a word. What is in that word honour ? what is that honour ? air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? he that died o
Страница 145 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Страница 99 - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Страница 210 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly. I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad...
Страница 289 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the sooner it wears.
Страница 204 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world...
Страница 178 - When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Страница 266 - I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, — Fie upon this quiet life ! I want work.
Страница 34 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cased up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Страница 305 - Why, so can I, or so can any man ; But will they come when you do call for them ? Glend.