The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 pagina's |
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Pagina 325
... York . Show me thy humble heart , and not. Stay and be secret , and myself will go . Ross . To horse , to horse ... YORK , part - armed . Green . Here comes the duke of York . Queen . With signs of war about his aged neck . O ! full of ...
... York . Show me thy humble heart , and not. Stay and be secret , and myself will go . Ross . To horse , to horse ... YORK , part - armed . Green . Here comes the duke of York . Queen . With signs of war about his aged neck . O ! full of ...
Pagina 326
... York . Show me thy humble heart , and not thy knee , Whose duty is deceivable and false . Boling . My gracious uncle- York . Tut , tut ! Grace me no grace , nor uncle me no uncle : Percy . No , my good lord : he hath forsook the I am no ...
... York . Show me thy humble heart , and not thy knee , Whose duty is deceivable and false . Boling . My gracious uncle- York . Tut , tut ! Grace me no grace , nor uncle me no uncle : Percy . No , my good lord : he hath forsook the I am no ...
Pagina 327
... York . Even in condition of the worst degree ; In gross rebellion , and detested treason : Thou art a banish'd man , and here art come Before the expiration of thy time , In braving arins against thy sovereign . And you , that do abet ...
... York . Even in condition of the worst degree ; In gross rebellion , and detested treason : Thou art a banish'd man , and here art come Before the expiration of thy time , In braving arins against thy sovereign . And you , that do abet ...
Pagina 328
... York . A gentleman of mine I have dispatch'd With letters of your love to her at large . Boling . Thanks , gentle uncle . - Come , my lords , away , To fight with Glendower and his complices : Awhile to work , and after holiday ...
... York . A gentleman of mine I have dispatch'd With letters of your love to her at large . Boling . Thanks , gentle uncle . - Come , my lords , away , To fight with Glendower and his complices : Awhile to work , and after holiday ...
Pagina 329
... York is join'd with Bolingbroke ; And all your northern castles yielded up , And all your southern gentlemen in arms Upon his party . K. Rich . Thou hast said enough.- Beshrew thee , cousin , [ To AUMERLE . ] which didst lead me forth ...
... York is join'd with Bolingbroke ; And all your northern castles yielded up , And all your southern gentlemen in arms Upon his party . K. Rich . Thou hast said enough.- Beshrew thee , cousin , [ To AUMERLE . ] which didst lead me forth ...
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Pagina 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Pagina 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.