“The” Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, Volume 12Gerhard Fleischer the Younger, 1808 |
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... believe The envious slanders of her false accusers ; Or , if she be accus'd on true report , Bear with her weakness , which , I think , pro- ceeds From wayward sickness , and no grounded malice . Q. Eliz . Saw you the King to - day , my ...
... believe The envious slanders of her false accusers ; Or , if she be accus'd on true report , Bear with her weakness , which , I think , pro- ceeds From wayward sickness , and no grounded malice . Q. Eliz . Saw you the King to - day , my ...
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... believe but they ascend the sky , And there awake God's gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death : Have not to do ...
... believe but they ascend the sky , And there awake God's gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ; and , when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death : Have not to do ...
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... believe it ; and withal whet me To be reveng'd on Rivers , Vaughan , Grey : But then I sigh , and , with a piece of scripture , Tell them that God bids us do good for evil : And thus I clothe my naked villainy VOL . XII . 3 With old odd ...
... believe it ; and withal whet me To be reveng'd on Rivers , Vaughan , Grey : But then I sigh , and , with a piece of scripture , Tell them that God bids us do good for evil : And thus I clothe my naked villainy VOL . XII . 3 With old odd ...
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... believe but that I was in hell ; Such terrible impression made my dream . Brák . No marvel , Lord , though it affrighted yout I am afraid , metlinks , to hear your tell it . Clar . O , Brakenbury , I have done these 36 KING RICHARD III .
... believe but that I was in hell ; Such terrible impression made my dream . Brák . No marvel , Lord , though it affrighted yout I am afraid , metlinks , to hear your tell it . Clar . O , Brakenbury , I have done these 36 KING RICHARD III .
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... believe , will never stand upright , Till Richard wear the garland of the realm . Hast . How ! wear the garland ? dost thou mean the crown ? > Cate . Ay , my good Lord . Hast . I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders ...
... believe , will never stand upright , Till Richard wear the garland of the realm . Hast . How ! wear the garland ? dost thou mean the crown ? > Cate . Ay , my good Lord . Hast . I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders ...
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Page 6 - 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; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to...
Page 139 - What do I fear? Myself? There's none else by. Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No— yes, I am. Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason why— Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself! Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? For any good That I myself have done unto myself? O, no! Alas, I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself!
Page 139 - The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Page 36 - ... 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 263 - ... foot. The country people flock from all sides many miles off, to hear and see it. For they have therein devils and devices, to delight as well the eye as the ear.
Page 139 - I am a villain; yet I lie, I am not. Fool, of thyself speak well. Fool, do not flatter. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
Page 263 - ... the players conne not their parts without booke, but are prompted by one called the ordinary, who followeth at their back with the book in his hand, and telleth them softly what they must pronounce aloud.
Page 268 - Lack'st thou cards, friend, or dice? I will teach thee [to] cheat, child, to cog, lie and swagger, And ever and anon to be drawing forth thy dagger: To swear by...
Page 35 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Page 6 - Why I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity. And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, . I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.