The Works of Shakespeare ...Bobbs-Merrill Company, 1910 |
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Pagina 6
... leave that .. proudest burd • 65 . for now I meane . . . nor him root him out . crowne Q. 49. Flourish . ] F 1 ; omitted Ff 2 , 3 , 4 ; Q. Enter .. and the rest . ] Ff ; Enter [ some- what varied ] ... with red Roses in their hats Q. 50 ...
... leave that .. proudest burd • 65 . for now I meane . . . nor him root him out . crowne Q. 49. Flourish . ] F 1 ; omitted Ff 2 , 3 , 4 ; Q. Enter .. and the rest . ] Ff ; Enter [ some- what varied ] ... with red Roses in their hats Q. 50 ...
Pagina 9
... leave to speak . 120 War . Plantagenet shall speak first : hear him , lords ; And be you silent and attentive too , For he that interrupts him shall not live . K. Hen . Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly throne , Wherein my ...
... leave to speak . 120 War . Plantagenet shall speak first : hear him , lords ; And be you silent and attentive too , For he that interrupts him shall not live . K. Hen . Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly throne , Wherein my ...
Pagina 16
... leave thee . Come , son , let's away ; Our army is ready ; come , we ' ll after them . 255 K. Hen . Stay , gentle Margaret , and hear me speak . Q. Mar. Thou hast spoke too much already : get thee gone . K. Hen . Gentle son Edward ...
... leave thee . Come , son , let's away ; Our army is ready ; come , we ' ll after them . 255 K. Hen . Stay , gentle Margaret , and hear me speak . Q. Mar. Thou hast spoke too much already : get thee gone . K. Hen . Gentle son Edward ...
Pagina 17
... leave . Edw . No , I can better play the orator . Mont . But I have reasons strong and forcible . Enter the DUKE OF YORK . York . Why , how now , sons and brother ! at a strife ? What is your quarrel ? how began it first ? Edw . No ...
... leave . Edw . No , I can better play the orator . Mont . But I have reasons strong and forcible . Enter the DUKE OF YORK . York . Why , how now , sons and brother ! at a strife ? What is your quarrel ? how began it first ? Edw . No ...
Pagina 18
... leave to breathe , It will outrun you , father , in the end . York . I took an oath that he should quietly reign . Edw . But for a kingdom any oath may be broken : I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year . Rich . No ; God ...
... leave to breathe , It will outrun you , father , in the end . York . I took an oath that he should quietly reign . Edw . But for a kingdom any oath may be broken : I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year . Rich . No ; God ...
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battle blood brother Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Compare Contention crown death Dict doth Duke of York Dyce Earl Enter King erle Exeunt Omnes Exit Faerie Queene father fight Folio France friends Gentlemen of Verona Glou Gloucester Golding's Ovid Grafton Greene Greene's Grey Grosart Hall hand hast hath haue heart hence Henry VI Henry's house of York King Edward King Henry Kyd's Kyng Lancaster Locrine Lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece March Marlowe Marlowe's Montague oath occurs omitted Q Oxford passage Peele Peele's Plantagenet play Prince Quarto quoted Rich Richard Richard III scene Shake Shakespeare shalt slain soldiers Soliman and Perseda Somerset sonne Spanish Tragedy speak speare speech Spenser sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee thine thou Titus Andronicus True Tragedy unto Venus and Adonis viii Warwick words ΙΟ
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Pagina 66 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Pagina 95 - I can add colours to the chameleon, Change shapes with Proteus for advantages, And set the murderous Machiavel to school.
Pagina 165 - The bird that hath been limed in a bush, With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush : And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, Have now the fatal object in my eye, Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught, and kill'd.