The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., Volume 5Phillips, Sampson, 1850 |
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... Duke of York , GEORGE , Duke of Clarence , Sons to the King . RICHARD , Duke of Gloster , afterwards Brothers to the King King Richard III . A young Son of Clarence . HENRY , Earl of Richmond , afterwards King Henry VII . CARDINAL ...
... Duke of York , GEORGE , Duke of Clarence , Sons to the King . RICHARD , Duke of Gloster , afterwards Brothers to the King King Richard III . A young Son of Clarence . HENRY , Earl of Richmond , afterwards King Henry VII . CARDINAL ...
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... duke . Clar . We know thy charge , Brakenbury , and will obey . Glo . We are the queen's abjects , ' and must obey . Brother , farewell . I will unto the king ; And whatsoever you will employ me in , - Were it to call king Edward's ...
... duke . Clar . We know thy charge , Brakenbury , and will obey . Glo . We are the queen's abjects , ' and must obey . Brother , farewell . I will unto the king ; And whatsoever you will employ me in , - Were it to call king Edward's ...
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... duke of Buckingham , and I , Are come from visiting his majesty . 1 By inadvertence , in the old copies Derby is put for Stanley . The person meant was Thomas lord Stanley , lord steward of king Edward the Fourth's household . But he ...
... duke of Buckingham , and I , Are come from visiting his majesty . 1 By inadvertence , in the old copies Derby is put for Stanley . The person meant was Thomas lord Stanley , lord steward of king Edward the Fourth's household . But he ...
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... duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and my lord chamberlain ; And sent to warn them to his royal presence . Q. Eliz . ' Would all were well ! —But that will never be ; - I fear our happiness is at the height . Enter ...
... duke of Gloster and your brothers , And between them and my lord chamberlain ; And sent to warn them to his royal presence . Q. Eliz . ' Would all were well ! —But that will never be ; - I fear our happiness is at the height . Enter ...
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... duke of Clarence , but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him . My lord , you do me shameful injury , Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects . Of Glo . You may deny that you were not the cause my lord Hastings ' late ...
... duke of Clarence , but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him . My lord , you do me shameful injury , Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects . Of Glo . You may deny that you were not the cause my lord Hastings ' late ...
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Page 8 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 201 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Page 234 - In her days, every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine, what he plants : and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours : God shall be truly known ; and those about her, From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Page 203 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. — •' The king shall have my service ; but my prayers, For ever and for ever, shall be yours.
Page 201 - So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 202 - Long in his highness' favor, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience ; that his bones, When he has run his course, and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em !
Page 34 - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Page 7 - Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Page 210 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little earth for charity...
Page 196 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay, then, farewell ! I have touched the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.