The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volumen18R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... Enter another Messenger . 2 MESS . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mischance , France is revolted from the English quite ; Except some petty towns of no import : The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims ; The bastard of ...
... Enter another Messenger . 2 MESS . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mischance , France is revolted from the English quite ; Except some petty towns of no import : The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims ; The bastard of ...
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... Enter , to the Gates , WOODVILLE , the Lieutenant . WOOD . [ Within . ] What noise is this ? what traitors have we here ? GLO . Lieutenant , is it you , whose voice I hear ? Open the gates ; here's Gloster that would enter . WooD ...
... Enter , to the Gates , WOODVILLE , the Lieutenant . WOOD . [ Within . ] What noise is this ? what traitors have we here ? GLO . Lieutenant , is it you , whose voice I hear ? Open the gates ; here's Gloster that would enter . WooD ...
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... enter JOAN LA PUCELLE , driving Englishmen before her . Then enter TALBot . TAL . Where is my strength , my valour , and my force ? Our English troops retire , I cannot stay them ; A woman , clad in armour , chaseth them . Enter LA ...
... enter JOAN LA PUCELLE , driving Englishmen before her . Then enter TALBot . TAL . Where is my strength , my valour , and my force ? Our English troops retire , I cannot stay them ; A woman , clad in armour , chaseth them . Enter LA ...
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... enter'd into Orleans , In spite of us , or aught that we could do . O , would I were to die with Salisbury ! The shame hereof will make me hide my head . [ Alarum . Retreat . Exeuut TALBOT and his Forces , & c . 6 LIKE A potter's WHEEL ...
... enter'd into Orleans , In spite of us , or aught that we could do . O , would I were to die with Salisbury ! The shame hereof will make me hide my head . [ Alarum . Retreat . Exeuut TALBOT and his Forces , & c . 6 LIKE A potter's WHEEL ...
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... enter'd into Orleans , In spite of us , or aught that we could do . O , would I were to die with Salisbury ! The shame hereof will make me hide my head . [ Alarum . Retreat . his Forces , & c . Exeuut TALBOT and 6 -LIKE A potter's WHEEL ...
... enter'd into Orleans , In spite of us , or aught that we could do . O , would I were to die with Salisbury ! The shame hereof will make me hide my head . [ Alarum . Retreat . his Forces , & c . Exeuut TALBOT and 6 -LIKE A potter's WHEEL ...
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Alarum battle blood brother Buckingham Cade Cæsar Cardinal CLAR Clarence CLIF Clifford colours crown death doth Duke of York England Exeunt Exit father fear fight France French friends Gloster grace hand hath head heart heaven Henry's Holinshed honour house of Lancaster house of York Humphrey Jack Cade JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Edward King Henry King Henry VI King Richard King Richard III Lancaster London lord MALONE means Montague Mortimer noble old copy old play old quarto original play Oxford passage Plantagenet prince PUCELLE quarto Reignier Richard Duke Richard Plantagenet RITSON Saint Albans Salisbury says scene second folio Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir John slain soldiers Somerset soul speak speech stand STEEVENS Suffolk sword Talbot tears thee Theobald thine thou art thou shalt traitor true Tragedie unto WARBURTON Warwick wilt words writer
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Página 310 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill. It will be proved to thy face that thou hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian ear can endure to hear.
Página 534 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. 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!
Página 424 - 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 425 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...