The Plays of Shakspeare, 12±ÇDoubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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... Richmond are shown side by side ( Richard committing himself to his earthly guards , and Richmond committing himself , before he sleeps , in prayer to God ) , again the motive of the play has vigorous expression . Richard , awak- ing in ...
... Richmond are shown side by side ( Richard committing himself to his earthly guards , and Richmond committing himself , before he sleeps , in prayer to God ) , again the motive of the play has vigorous expression . Richard , awak- ing in ...
12 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Richmond , in exhorting his men before the fight says : - " God and our good cause fight upon our side . " Richard has no such note in exhortation . says : - " Our strong arms be our conscience , swords our law . " He Grant that there ...
... Richmond , in exhorting his men before the fight says : - " God and our good cause fight upon our side . " Richard has no such note in exhortation . says : - " Our strong arms be our conscience , swords our law . " He Grant that there ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Richmond , afterwards VII . King Henry CARDINAL BOURCHIER , Arch- bishop of Canterbury . THOMAS ROTHERHAM , Arch- bishop of York . JOHN MORTON , Bishop of Ely . DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM . DUKE OF NORFOLK . EARL OF SURREY , his Son . EARL ...
... Richmond , afterwards VII . King Henry CARDINAL BOURCHIER , Arch- bishop of Canterbury . THOMAS ROTHERHAM , Arch- bishop of York . JOHN MORTON , Bishop of Ely . DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM . DUKE OF NORFOLK . EARL OF SURREY , his Son . EARL ...
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... Richmond , good my lord of Stanley , To your good prayers will scarcely say amen . Yet , Stanley , notwithstanding she ' s your wife , And loves not me , be you , good lord , assured I hate not you for her proud arrogance . Stan . I do ...
... Richmond , good my lord of Stanley , To your good prayers will scarcely say amen . Yet , Stanley , notwithstanding she ' s your wife , And loves not me , be you , good lord , assured I hate not you for her proud arrogance . Stan . I do ...
101 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Richmond , from the reach of hell : Go , hie thee , hie thee from this slaughter - house , Lest thou increase the number of the dead , And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse , - Nor mother , wife , nor England's counted queen ...
... Richmond , from the reach of hell : Go , hie thee , hie thee from this slaughter - house , Lest thou increase the number of the dead , And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse , - Nor mother , wife , nor England's counted queen ...
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140 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no...
12 ÆäÀÌÁö - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. 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...
41 ÆäÀÌÁö - I passed, 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 ?
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
108 ÆäÀÌÁö - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
138 ÆäÀÌÁö - Long in his highness' favour, 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
40 ÆäÀÌÁö - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, — So full of dismal terror was the time.
140 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
187 ÆäÀÌÁö - Her own shall bless her; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; 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 neighbors.