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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To tell thee whence thou cam'ft , of whom derivid , Were shame enough to shame
thee , wert thou not shamelefs : Thy father bears the type of king of Naples , Of
both the Sicils and Jerusalem , Yet not so wealthy as an English yeoman .
To tell thee whence thou cam'ft , of whom derivid , Were shame enough to shame
thee , wert thou not shamelefs : Thy father bears the type of king of Naples , Of
both the Sicils and Jerusalem , Yet not so wealthy as an English yeoman .
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ANNE . Black night o'ershade thy day , and death thy life ! Glo . Curse not chyself
, fair creature : thou árt both . ANNE . I would I were , to be reveng'd on thee . Glo .
It is a quarrel'most unnatural , To be reveng'd on him that loveth ' thee . ANNE .
ANNE . Black night o'ershade thy day , and death thy life ! Glo . Curse not chyself
, fair creature : thou árt both . ANNE . I would I were , to be reveng'd on thee . Glo .
It is a quarrel'most unnatural , To be reveng'd on him that loveth ' thee . ANNE .
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I call'd thee then poor shadow painted queen , The presentation of but what I was
; The flatt'ring index of a direful page ; One heav'd on high , to be hurl'd down
below ; A mother only mock'd with two fair babes ; A dream of what thou wast ; a ...
I call'd thee then poor shadow painted queen , The presentation of but what I was
; The flatt'ring index of a direful page ; One heav'd on high , to be hurl'd down
below ; A mother only mock'd with two fair babes ; A dream of what thou wast ; a ...
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I rather think the meaning of the line , And bath bereft thee of thy life too late , to
be this . Thy father exposed thee to danger by giving thee life too soon , and hath
bereft thee of life by living himself too long . Johns . Ibid . ) Dr. Warburton's ...
I rather think the meaning of the line , And bath bereft thee of thy life too late , to
be this . Thy father exposed thee to danger by giving thee life too soon , and hath
bereft thee of life by living himself too long . Johns . Ibid . ) Dr. Warburton's ...
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I dy'd for hope , ere I could lend thee aid . ] All the editions concur ' in this reading
, to the absolute detri . ment of the sense . I restore , with the addition of a single
letter , I dy'd for bolpe , ere I could lend thee aid ; i . e . I perished for that help ...
I dy'd for hope , ere I could lend thee aid . ] All the editions concur ' in this reading
, to the absolute detri . ment of the sense . I restore , with the addition of a single
letter , I dy'd for bolpe , ere I could lend thee aid ; i . e . I perished for that help ...
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againſt ANNE arms battle bear better blood brother BUCK Buckingham Cateſby Changes Clarence Clifford comes crown dead death devil doth doubt duke earl Edward Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fight firſt follow France friends gentle give grace gracious Gray hand Hast Haſtings hath head hear heart Henry hold honour hope houſe JOHNS king lady land leave live look lord madam means mind moſt mother muſt myſelf never noble Oxford peace pity play poor prince Queen reſt Rich Richard Richmond ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſet ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſoul ſpeak ſtand Stanley ſtay ſuch ſweet tears tell thee THEOB theſe thing thoſe thou thought Tower true unto uſe vice WARB Warwick whoſe York young
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