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, Volumen8 |
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Página 327
... will not yield . K. HEN . Ah , Exeter ! WAR . Why should you figh , my lord ? K. HEN . Not for myself , lord Warwick , but my fon , Whom I unnaturally shall difinherit . But be it as it may , I here entail Y 4 KING HENRY VI . 327.
... will not yield . K. HEN . Ah , Exeter ! WAR . Why should you figh , my lord ? K. HEN . Not for myself , lord Warwick , but my fon , Whom I unnaturally shall difinherit . But be it as it may , I here entail Y 4 KING HENRY VI . 327.
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... should not I fucceed ? K. HEN . Pardon me , Marg'ret ; pardon me , fweet f.n ; The earl of Warwick and the duke enforc'd me . QUEEN . Enforc'd thee ? art thou king , and wilt be forc'd ? I fhame to hear thee fpeak . Ah , tim'rous wretch ...
... should not I fucceed ? K. HEN . Pardon me , Marg'ret ; pardon me , fweet f.n ; The earl of Warwick and the duke enforc'd me . QUEEN . Enforc'd thee ? art thou king , and wilt be forc'd ? I fhame to hear thee fpeak . Ah , tim'rous wretch ...
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... should quietly reign . EDW . But for a kingdom any oath may be broken : I'd break a thousand oaths to reign one year . RICH . No , God forbid , your grace should be forfworn . YORK . I fhall be if I claim by open war . RICH I'll prove ...
... should quietly reign . EDW . But for a kingdom any oath may be broken : I'd break a thousand oaths to reign one year . RICH . No , God forbid , your grace should be forfworn . YORK . I fhall be if I claim by open war . RICH I'll prove ...
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... should we fear ? [ A march afar off . EDW . I hear their drums : let's fet our men in order , And iffue forth , and bid them battle strait . YORK . Five men to twenty ! Though the odds be great , I doubt not , uncle , of our victory ...
... should we fear ? [ A march afar off . EDW . I hear their drums : let's fet our men in order , And iffue forth , and bid them battle strait . YORK . Five men to twenty ! Though the odds be great , I doubt not , uncle , of our victory ...
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... should enter . RUT . Then let my father's blood open't again ; He is a man , and , Clifford , cope with him . CLIF . Had I thy brethren here , their lives and thine Were not revenge fufficient for me . No , if I digg'd up thy ...
... should enter . RUT . Then let my father's blood open't again ; He is a man , and , Clifford , cope with him . CLIF . Had I thy brethren here , their lives and thine Were not revenge fufficient for me . No , if I digg'd up thy ...
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Página 422 - 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.
Página 353 - 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.
Página 537 - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. 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.
Página 354 - So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Página 448 - 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...
Página 416 - I have no brother, I am like no brother, And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.— Clarence, beware!
Página 422 - 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...