The life and death of king Richard iii, a tragedy restored and re-arranged, as performed at the Theatre Royal, Covent garden [ed. by W.C. Macready]. |
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... fear him mightily . Glost . Now , by St. Paul , this news is bad indeed ! — What ! is he in his bed ! Hast . He is . Glost . Go you before , and I will follow you . ( Erit Hastings . ) 1 He cannot live , I hope , and must 12.
... fear him mightily . Glost . Now , by St. Paul , this news is bad indeed ! — What ! is he in his bed ! Hast . He is . Glost . Go you before , and I will follow you . ( Erit Hastings . ) 1 He cannot live , I hope , and must 12.
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... hope : his grace speaks cheerfully ; And piously desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and my lord Chamberlain ; And sent to warn them to his royal presence . Queen E. Would all were ...
... hope : his grace speaks cheerfully ; And piously desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and my lord Chamberlain ; And sent to warn them to his royal presence . Queen E. Would all were ...
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... hope so . Glos . I know so.- But , gentle lady Anne , To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ; - Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry and Edward , As blameful ...
... hope so . Glos . I know so.- But , gentle lady Anne , To leave this keen encounter of our wits , And fall somewhat into a slower method ; - Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry and Edward , As blameful ...
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... hope ? Anne . All men I hope live so . Glos . I swear , bright saint , I am not what I was ; And if thy poor devoted servant may But beg one favor at thy gracious hand , Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever . Aune . What is it ...
... hope ? Anne . All men I hope live so . Glos . I swear , bright saint , I am not what I was ; And if thy poor devoted servant may But beg one favor at thy gracious hand , Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever . Aune . What is it ...
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... hope not dead ? Hast . He has gone the way of nature ! His spirit passed in deeds of charity , In making peace of enmity , And binding , by sacred oaths of love , the incensed Will you go in , and view his breathless corse ? The queen ...
... hope not dead ? Hast . He has gone the way of nature ! His spirit passed in deeds of charity , In making peace of enmity , And binding , by sacred oaths of love , the incensed Will you go in , and view his breathless corse ? The queen ...
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Alarums arms Baynard's castle bear beseech Bishop of Ely blood Brak Brakenbury Bran brother Buck Cates Chertsey Cibber Clar Clarence corse cousin crown curse dead death deeds Dorset doth dream Duch Duchess of York Duke of York Earl of Richmond Edward Edward IV Elizabeth Enter Catesby Enter Gloster Enter King Richard Enter Stanley Exeunt Exit Catesby eyes fair farewell fear friends gentle give Glos Glost grace gracious Grey hath hear heart heaven hell hope horse husband James Tyrrel Lady Anne liege live look Lord Hastings Lord Rivers Lord Stanley madam majesty Marg marquis marry Mayor Methought mighty mother night noble Lord Norf Norfolk pardon pity Prince Ratcliff Rich Richm royal Saint Paul SCENE Shakspeare shalt Sir William Brandon soul sovereign speak Stan sword tell tent thee thou thought to-morrow Tower trumpets twas Tyrrel uncle unto withal
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Страница 19 - All scattered in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Страница 10 - 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...
Страница 19 - 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 ?
Страница 12 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Страница 9 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Страница 19 - As we pac'd along Upon tHe giddy footing of the hatches, Methought, that Gloster stumbled; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Страница 9 - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now — instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries — He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Страница 18 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Страница 20 - With that, methought a legion of foul fiends Environed me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Страница 37 - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.