The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Том 7H. Durell, 1818 |
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... highness to commit me now . Glo . Why , this it is , when men are rul'd by women : - ' Tis not the king , that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey , his wife , Clarence , ' tis she , That tempers him to this extremity . " Was it not ...
... highness to commit me now . Glo . Why , this it is , when men are rul'd by women : - ' Tis not the king , that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey , his wife , Clarence , ' tis she , That tempers him to this extremity . " Was it not ...
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... highness To take our brother Clarence to your grace . Glo . Why , madam , have I offer'd love for this , To be so flouted in this royal presence ? Who knows not , that the gentle duke is dead ? You do him injury , to scorn his corse ...
... highness To take our brother Clarence to your grace . Glo . Why , madam , have I offer'd love for this , To be so flouted in this royal presence ? Who knows not , that the gentle duke is dead ? You do him injury , to scorn his corse ...
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... highness shall repose you at the Tower : Then where you please , and shall be thought most fit For your best health and recreation . : - Prin . I do not like the Tower , of any place : - Did Julius Cæsar build that place , my lord ? Glo ...
... highness shall repose you at the Tower : Then where you please , and shall be thought most fit For your best health and recreation . : - Prin . I do not like the Tower , of any place : - Did Julius Cæsar build that place , my lord ? Glo ...
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... highness to my just request ? K. Rich . I do remember me , -Henry the sixth Did prophesy , that Richmond should be king , When Richmond was a little peevish boy . A king ! -perhaps- Buck . My lord , - K. Rich . How chance , the prophet ...
... highness to my just request ? K. Rich . I do remember me , -Henry the sixth Did prophesy , that Richmond should be king , When Richmond was a little peevish boy . A king ! -perhaps- Buck . My lord , - K. Rich . How chance , the prophet ...
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... highness ' pleasure , What from your grace I shall deliver to him . K. Rich . O , true , good Catesby ; -Bid him levy straight The greatest strength and power he can make , And meet me suddenly at Salisbury . Cate . I go . [ Exit . Rat ...
... highness ' pleasure , What from your grace I shall deliver to him . K. Rich . O , true , good Catesby ; -Bid him levy straight The greatest strength and power he can make , And meet me suddenly at Salisbury . Cate . I go . [ Exit . Rat ...
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Страница 169 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him: The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
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