The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Svazek 6 |
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Strana 302
... - way , and there I left him . K. RICH . And fay , what store of parting tears were fhed ? Aum . ' Faith , none by me ; except the north - east wind ( Which then blew bitterly against our faces ) Awak'd 302 KING RICHARD II .
... - way , and there I left him . K. RICH . And fay , what store of parting tears were fhed ? Aum . ' Faith , none by me ; except the north - east wind ( Which then blew bitterly against our faces ) Awak'd 302 KING RICHARD II .
Strana 309
... As Harry duke of Hereford were he here . K. RICH . Right , you fay true ; as Hereford's love , fo As theirs , fo mine ; and all be , as it is . X 4 [ his ; SCENE III . Enter Northumberland . NORTH . My liege KING RICHARD II . 309.
... As Harry duke of Hereford were he here . K. RICH . Right , you fay true ; as Hereford's love , fo As theirs , fo mine ; and all be , as it is . X 4 [ his ; SCENE III . Enter Northumberland . NORTH . My liege KING RICHARD II . 309.
Strana 310
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. SCENE III . Enter Northumberland . NORTH . My liege , old Gaunt commends him to your majefty . K. RICH . What fays old Gaunt ? NORTH . Nay , nothing ; all is faid . His tongue is now a stringless ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. SCENE III . Enter Northumberland . NORTH . My liege , old Gaunt commends him to your majefty . K. RICH . What fays old Gaunt ? NORTH . Nay , nothing ; all is faid . His tongue is now a stringless ...
Strana 312
... NORTH . Well , lords , the duke of Lancaster is dead . Ross . And living too , for now his fon is duke . WILLO . Barely in title , not in revenue . NORTH . Richly in both , if justice had her right . Ross . My heart is great ; but it ...
... NORTH . Well , lords , the duke of Lancaster is dead . Ross . And living too , for now his fon is duke . WILLO . Barely in title , not in revenue . NORTH . Richly in both , if justice had her right . Ross . My heart is great ; but it ...
Strana 313
... NORTH . Now , afore heav'n , it's fhame , fuch wrongs are In him a royal prince , and many more Of noble blood in this declining land ; The king is not himself , but basely led By flatterers ; and what they will inform Merely in hate ...
... NORTH . Now , afore heav'n , it's fhame , fuch wrongs are In him a royal prince , and many more Of noble blood in this declining land ; The king is not himself , but basely led By flatterers ; and what they will inform Merely in hate ...
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againſt anſwer Aumerle BARD Bardolph baſe blood Bolingbroke cauſe coufin death doft doth Dowglas duke Enter Exeunt fack faid Falſtaff fame father fatirical fear feems fenfe fhall fhew fince fir John firſt flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpeech ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fweet fword Gaunt grace grief Harry hath heart heav'n Henry Henry IV himſelf honour horfe horſe houſe Ibid itſelf John of Gaunt juftice King Richard Lancaſter lord lord of Westmorland mafter majeſty Mortimer moſt muſt myſelf never night noble Northumberland paffage peace Percy Peto PIST pleaſe POINS pow'r prefent prince prince of Wales purpoſe reaſon RICH ſay SCENE Shakeſpeare SHAL ſhall ſhould Sir Dagonet ſpeak ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſuch tell thee thefe THEOB theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue uſed WARB whofe Whoſe word YORK
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Strana 529 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Strana 302 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Strana 418 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct.
Strana 390 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Strana 527 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Strana 306 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Strana 390 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Strana 462 - tis no matter ; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if Honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can Honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is Honour ? A word. What is that word, Honour ? Air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? He that died o
Strana 329 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Strana 305 - York Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath; For all in vain comes counsel to his ear. Gaunt O but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain. For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.