The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... 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 . Fiends appearing to La Pucelle , Lords , Warders of the Tower ...
... 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 . Fiends appearing to La Pucelle , Lords , Warders of the Tower ...
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... Father , I know ; and oft have shot at them , Howe'er , unfortunate , I mifs'd my aim . M. Gun . But now thou shalt not . Be thou rul'd by me : Chief mafter - gunner am I of this town ; Something I must do , to procure me grace . The ...
... Father , I know ; and oft have shot at them , Howe'er , unfortunate , I mifs'd my aim . M. Gun . But now thou shalt not . Be thou rul'd by me : Chief mafter - gunner am I of this town ; Something I must do , to procure me grace . The ...
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William Shakespeare. Son . Father , I warrant you ; take you no care ; I'll never trouble you , if I may spy them . Enter , in an upper chamber of a Tower , the Lords SA- LISBURY and TALBOT , Sir WILLIAM GLANSDALE , Sir THOMAS GARGRAVE ...
William Shakespeare. Son . Father , I warrant you ; take you no care ; I'll never trouble you , if I may spy them . Enter , in an upper chamber of a Tower , the Lords SA- LISBURY and TALBOT , Sir WILLIAM GLANSDALE , Sir THOMAS GARGRAVE ...
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... father , Richard , earl of Cambridge , For treafon executed in our late king's days ? And , by his treason , stand'st not thou attainted , Corrupted , and exempt from ancient gentry ? His trefpafs yet lives guilty in thy blood ; And ...
... father , Richard , earl of Cambridge , For treafon executed in our late king's days ? And , by his treason , stand'st not thou attainted , Corrupted , and exempt from ancient gentry ? His trefpafs yet lives guilty in thy blood ; And ...
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... father's death ; Which obloquy set bars before my tongue , Elfe with the like I had requited him : Therefore , good uncle , -for my father's fake , - In honour of a true Plantagenet , And for alliance ' fake - declare the cause My father ...
... father's death ; Which obloquy set bars before my tongue , Elfe with the like I had requited him : Therefore , good uncle , -for my father's fake , - In honour of a true Plantagenet , And for alliance ' fake - declare the cause My father ...
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Afide againſt Alarum anſwer Baft Becauſe blood breaſt brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade cauſe Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward England Engliſh Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit father fear fhall fight firſt flain foes foldiers fome foul fovereign France ftand fuch fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven Henry's highneſs himſelf honour houſe Humphrey Jack Cade Lancaſter lord lord protector madam mafter majeſty Meffenger muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure preſently prifoner prince protector PUCELLE Queen MARGARET reaſon reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Saliſbury ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch Suffolk ſweet Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand traitor unto Warwick whofe Whoſe wilt Wincheſter yourſelf
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Страница 56 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Страница 38 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Страница 37 - This battle fares like to the morning's war, When dying clouds contend with growing light ; What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, Can neither call it perfect day nor night.
Страница 37 - 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.