The Works of Shakespeare ...Bobbs-Merrill Company, 1910 |
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Pagina 23
... poor boy ; my father's blood Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter . Rut . Then let my father's blood open it again : He is a man , and , Clifford , cope with him . 20 Clif . Had I thy brethren here , their lives and ...
... poor boy ; my father's blood Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter . Rut . Then let my father's blood open it again : He is a man , and , Clifford , cope with him . 20 Clif . Had I thy brethren here , their lives and ...
Pagina 29
... poor York , but that I hate thee deadly , I should lament thy miserable state . 85 I prithee grieve , to make me merry , York . What , hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thine entrails That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death ? Why art ...
... poor York , but that I hate thee deadly , I should lament thy miserable state . 85 I prithee grieve , to make me merry , York . What , hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thine entrails That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death ? Why art ...
Pagina 31
... poor monarch taught thee to insult ? It needs not , nor it boots thee not , proud queen , Unless the adage must be verified , That beggars mounted run their horse to death . 109 , 110. That is · • · • I 20 125 .. sake Q. Mar. Nay , stay ...
... poor monarch taught thee to insult ? It needs not , nor it boots thee not , proud queen , Unless the adage must be verified , That beggars mounted run their horse to death . 109 , 110. That is · • · • I 20 125 .. sake Q. Mar. Nay , stay ...
Pagina 44
... poor bird heavily . With Spenser and Peele he is the " deathful owl , " the " ghastly owl , " the " tragic owl . " Golding calls him elsewhere filthy fowl " from Ovid . But Tar- Or like an idle thresher with a flail , Fell 44 [ ACT II ...
... poor bird heavily . With Spenser and Peele he is the " deathful owl , " the " ghastly owl , " the " tragic owl . " Golding calls him elsewhere filthy fowl " from Ovid . But Tar- Or like an idle thresher with a flail , Fell 44 [ ACT II ...
Pagina 58
... poor sire with his bridal day , Even then that sunshine brew'd a shower for him , That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of France , And heap'd sedition on his crown at home . For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride ? Hadst ...
... poor sire with his bridal day , Even then that sunshine brew'd a shower for him , That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of France , And heap'd sedition on his crown at home . For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride ? Hadst ...
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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.