The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts. Revis'd and Corrected, with an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Svazek 4 |
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Strana 1574
She weeps , and says , her Henry is depos'd ; He smiles , and says , his Edward is installid ; That she poor wrerch for grief can speak no more : Whiles Warwick cells his ... Say , what art thou that talk'st of Kings , and Queens ?
She weeps , and says , her Henry is depos'd ; He smiles , and says , his Edward is installid ; That she poor wrerch for grief can speak no more : Whiles Warwick cells his ... Say , what art thou that talk'st of Kings , and Queens ?
Strana 1577
K. Edw . Ay ; if thou wilt say Ay to my request ; No ; if thou dost say No to my demand . Gray . Then No , my Lord ; my Suit is at an end . Glo . The Widow likes him not , me knits her Brows . Clar . He is the bluntest Wooer in ...
K. Edw . Ay ; if thou wilt say Ay to my request ; No ; if thou dost say No to my demand . Gray . Then No , my Lord ; my Suit is at an end . Glo . The Widow likes him not , me knits her Brows . Clar . He is the bluntest Wooer in ...
Strana 1579
Why then I do but dream on Sovereignty , Like one that stands upon a Promontory , And spys a far - off shore , where he would tread , Wishing his Foot were equal with his Eye , And chides the Sia that sunders him from thence , Saying ...
Why then I do but dream on Sovereignty , Like one that stands upon a Promontory , And spys a far - off shore , where he would tread , Wishing his Foot were equal with his Eye , And chides the Sia that sunders him from thence , Saying ...
Strana 1590
I hear , yet say not much , but think the more . Enter a Poft . K. Edw . Now Messenger , what Letters , or what News from France ? Poft . My Sovereign Liege , no Letters , and few Words , But luch as I ( without your special pardon ) ...
I hear , yet say not much , but think the more . Enter a Poft . K. Edw . Now Messenger , what Letters , or what News from France ? Poft . My Sovereign Liege , no Letters , and few Words , But luch as I ( without your special pardon ) ...
Strana 1603
Say Somervile , what says my loving Son ? And by thy guess , how nigh is Clarence now ? Somero . At Southam I did leave him with his Forces , And do exped him here some two hours hence . War . Then Clarence is at hand , I hear his Drum ...
Say Somervile , what says my loving Son ? And by thy guess , how nigh is Clarence now ? Somero . At Southam I did leave him with his Forces , And do exped him here some two hours hence . War . Then Clarence is at hand , I hear his Drum ...
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