The Works of Shakespeare: Richard IIIMethuen, 1907 |
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... enter into the relationship be- tween the Richard of the drama and the real Richard of history . Something has been said of the minor characters , of the would- be Machiavelian Buckingham , and of the frivolous , sensual Hastings . In ...
... enter into the relationship be- tween the Richard of the drama and the real Richard of history . Something has been said of the minor characters , of the would- be Machiavelian Buckingham , and of the frivolous , sensual Hastings . In ...
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... Enter RICHARD , Duke of Gloucester , solus . Glou . 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 ...
... Enter RICHARD , Duke of Gloucester , solus . Glou . 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 ...
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... Enter CLARENCE , guarded , and BRAKENBURY . Brother , good day : what means this armed guard That waits upon your ... Enter ... Braken- Enter Clarence and 40. murderer ] murtherer Qq 3-8 , Ff ; murtherers Qq 1 , 2 . comes ] one line as ...
... Enter CLARENCE , guarded , and BRAKENBURY . Brother , good day : what means this armed guard That waits upon your ... Enter ... Braken- Enter Clarence and 40. murderer ] murtherer Qq 3-8 , Ff ; murtherers Qq 1 , 2 . comes ] one line as ...
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... Enter LORD HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! Glou . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to this open air : How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment ? Hast . With patience , noble lord ...
... Enter LORD HASTINGS . Hast . Good time of day unto my gracious lord ! Glou . As much unto my good lord chamberlain ! Well are you welcome to this open air : How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment ? Hast . With patience , noble lord ...
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... Enter SCENE II . The same . Another street . ] Capell . the Coarse of Henrie the sixt with Halberds to guard it Enter Lady Anne , with the hearse of Harry the 6. Qq . imperfect ] Q 1 ; lord Qq 2-8 . monton , 1617 : " Let us alone to ...
... Enter SCENE II . The same . Another street . ] Capell . the Coarse of Henrie the sixt with Halberds to guard it Enter Lady Anne , with the hearse of Harry the 6. Qq . imperfect ] Q 1 ; lord Qq 2-8 . monton , 1617 : " Let us alone to ...
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Страница 10 - And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Страница 9 - 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 198 - What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes; I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why; Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Страница 208 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Страница 8 - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged 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 47 - But then I sigh, and with a piece of Scripture, Tell them — that God bids us do good for evil ; And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends, stolen forth of holy writ ; And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
Страница 198 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Страница 29 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's...
Страница 50 - All scatter'd 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 51 - 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...