The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Том 8 |
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Exit . Fath . These arms of mine shall be thy winding sheet , My heart , sweet boy ,
shall be thy sepulchre ; For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go . My sighing
breast shall be thy funeral bell , And so obsequious will thy father be , Sad for ...
Exit . Fath . These arms of mine shall be thy winding sheet , My heart , sweet boy ,
shall be thy sepulchre ; For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go . My sighing
breast shall be thy funeral bell , And so obsequious will thy father be , Sad for ...
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Exit Hastings . He cannot live , I hope ; and must not die , ' Till George be pack'd
with post - horse up to heav'n I'll in , to urge his hatred more to Clarence , With
lies well steeld with weighty arguments ; And if I fail not in my deep intent ...
Exit Hastings . He cannot live , I hope ; and must not die , ' Till George be pack'd
with post - horse up to heav'n I'll in , to urge his hatred more to Clarence , With
lies well steeld with weighty arguments ; And if I fail not in my deep intent ...
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Exit . For I repent me , that the duke is flain . 1 Vil . So do not I : go , coward , as
thoa art . -Well , I'll go hide the body in some hole , Till that the duke give order for
his burial ; And , when I have my meed , I'must away ; For this will out , and then I
...
Exit . For I repent me , that the duke is flain . 1 Vil . So do not I : go , coward , as
thoa art . -Well , I'll go hide the body in some hole , Till that the duke give order for
his burial ; And , when I have my meed , I'must away ; For this will out , and then I
...
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Glo . If you thrive well , bring them to Baynard's castle , shall find me well
accompanied With reverend fathers and well - learned bishops . Buck . I go ,
towards three or four o'clock Look for the news that the Guild - hall affords . [ Exit
Buck , Guo .
Glo . If you thrive well , bring them to Baynard's castle , shall find me well
accompanied With reverend fathers and well - learned bishops . Buck . I go ,
towards three or four o'clock Look for the news that the Guild - hall affords . [ Exit
Buck , Guo .
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Exit . BUCK . Ah , ah ! .my lord , this prince is not an Edwards He is not lolling on
a lewd love - bed , But on his knees at meditation ; Not dallying with a brace of
curtezans , But meditating with two deep divines ; Not sleeping to engross his idle
...
Exit . BUCK . Ah , ah ! .my lord , this prince is not an Edwards He is not lolling on
a lewd love - bed , But on his knees at meditation ; Not dallying with a brace of
curtezans , But meditating with two deep divines ; Not sleeping to engross his idle
...
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Страница 353 - 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.
Страница 537 - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Страница 354 - 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...
Страница 448 - Who pass'd, 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...
Страница 416 - 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! I am myself alone.— Clarence, beware!
Страница 422 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time...