The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volume 5H. Lintott, 1740 |
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Pagina 7
... pray , read on . Win . Item , That the Dutchies of Anjou and Maine fhall be releafed and delivered to the King her father , and he fent over of the King of England's own proper coft and charges , without having any dowry . K. Henry ...
... pray , read on . Win . Item , That the Dutchies of Anjou and Maine fhall be releafed and delivered to the King her father , and he fent over of the King of England's own proper coft and charges , without having any dowry . K. Henry ...
Pagina 16
... pray , my lord , pardon me ; I took ye for my lord Protector . Q. Mar. To my lord Protector . [ reading ] Are your fupplications to his lordship ? let me fee them ; what is thine ? 1 Pet . Mine is , an't please your Grace , against John ...
... pray , my lord , pardon me ; I took ye for my lord Protector . Q. Mar. To my lord Protector . [ reading ] Are your fupplications to his lordship ? let me fee them ; what is thine ? 1 Pet . Mine is , an't please your Grace , against John ...
Pagina 20
... Pray God , the Duke of Fork excufe himself ! York . Doth any one accufe York for a traitor ? K. Henry . What mean'ft thou , Suffolk ? tell me , what are these ? Suf . Please it your Majefty , this is the man , That doth accufe his ...
... Pray God , the Duke of Fork excufe himself ! York . Doth any one accufe York for a traitor ? K. Henry . What mean'ft thou , Suffolk ? tell me , what are these ? Suf . Please it your Majefty , this is the man , That doth accufe his ...
Pagina 22
... pray you , go in God's name , and leave us . [ Exit Hume . Mother Jordan , be proftrate and grovel on the earth ; John Southwel , read you , and let us to our work . Enter Eleanor , above . Elean . Well faid , my mafters , and welcome ...
... pray you , go in God's name , and leave us . [ Exit Hume . Mother Jordan , be proftrate and grovel on the earth ; John Southwel , read you , and let us to our work . Enter Eleanor , above . Elean . Well faid , my mafters , and welcome ...
Pagina 23
... pray , my lord , let's fee the devil's Writ . What have we here ? The Duke yet lives , that Henry fhall depofe ; But him out - live , and die a violent death . [ well ; [ Reads . Why , this is juft , Aio te , Eacida , Romanos vincere ...
... pray , my lord , let's fee the devil's Writ . What have we here ? The Duke yet lives , that Henry fhall depofe ; But him out - live , and die a violent death . [ well ; [ Reads . Why , this is juft , Aio te , Eacida , Romanos vincere ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 336 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Pagina 368 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pagina 213 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 366 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pagina 190 - 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...
Pagina 190 - 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, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; 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.
Pagina 200 - 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 extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Pagina 211 - That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Pagina 366 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 375 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...