 | William Shakespeare - 1902 - 236 страници
...and heightened it by touches of an imagination which he has hardly surpassed: — Then came wand'ring by A shadow like an angel, with bright hair Dabbled in blood; and he shriek'd out aloud — • Clarence is come. If, as he worked on Gloster's portrait, knowing the taste... | |
 | Bristol and Gloucestershire Archaeological Society - 1876 - 682 страници
...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 thi* dark monarchy afford false Clarence ? And so he vanished. Then came wandering by A shadow like... | |
 | Sanders - 1980 - 404 страници
...iv. 44) connects the appalling wastage directly with acts of moral capitulation and cowardice: , , , then came wandering by A shadow like an angel, with bright hair Dabbled in blood; and he squeak'd out aloud, 'Clarence is come, false, fleeting pcrjur'd Clarence, That stabb'd me in the field... | |
 | Malcolm Miles Kelsall - 1981 - 216 страници
...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;...this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?' And so he vanish'd: then came wandering by A shadow like an angel with bright hair Dabbled in blood; and he shriek... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 страници
...Shalott Somethimes a curly shepherd-lad Or long haired page in crimson clad. ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON Then came wandering by A shadow, like an angel, with bright hair Dabbled in blood. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Richard III My love's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. ROBERT... | |
 | John O'Meara - 1991 - 120 страници
...first that there did greet my stranger soul Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick, Who spoke aloud 'What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?' And so he vanish'd. Then came wand'ring by A shadow like an angel, with bright hair Dabbled in blood, and he... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 страници
...which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger lete with modesty; Her words do show her wit incomparable:...One way or other, she is for a king; And she shal vanisht: then came wandering by A shadow like an angel, with bright hak Dabbled in blood; and he shriekt... | |
 | Peter O. Stummer, Christopher Balme, Christopher B. Balme - 1996 - 360 страници
...first that there did greet my stranger soul / Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick, / Who spake aloud, 'What scourge for perjury / Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?'," The Tragedy of King Richard the Third, ed. & intro. G. Blakemore Evans, in Complete Works, ed. Harbage,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1999 - 244 страници
...stranger-soul Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick, Who spake aloud, 'What scourge for perjury 50 Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?' And...'Clarence is come: false, fleeting, perjured Clarence, 55 That stabbed me in the field by Tewkesbury. Seize on him, furies, take him unto torment.' With that,... | |
 | Bentley - 1964 - 413 страници
...sc.," is at p. 302, and represents "Clarence's Dream," "Book VII. Chap. 22": Then came wand'ring by/A shadow like an Angel, with bright hair / Dabbled in blood, and he shriek'd out aloud; / Clarence is come, false, fleeting, perjur'd Clarence, / That stabb'd me in the... | |
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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... 
