The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with a selection of notes from the most emient commentators, &c., by A. Chalmers, Volume 7 |
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... fall of virtuous Lancaster.- Poor key - cold figure of a holy king ! Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood ! Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost , To hear the lamentations of poor Anne ...
... fall of virtuous Lancaster.- Poor key - cold figure of a holy king ! Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood ! Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost , To hear the lamentations of poor Anne ...
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... fall somewhat into a slower method ; 3- Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry , and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? 2 That laid their guilt- ] The crime of my brothers . He has just charged the ...
... fall somewhat into a slower method ; 3- Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Of these Plantagenets , Henry , and Edward , As blameful as the executioner ? 2 That laid their guilt- ] The crime of my brothers . He has just charged the ...
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... fall the Sword . Take up the sword again , or take up me . Anne . Arise , dissembler : though I wish thy death , I will not be thy executioner . Glo . Then bid me kill myself , and I will do it . Anne . I have already . Glo . That was ...
... fall the Sword . Take up the sword again , or take up me . Anne . Arise , dissembler : though I wish thy death , I will not be thy executioner . Glo . Then bid me kill myself , and I will do it . Anne . I have already . Glo . That was ...
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... fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me : ' Which of you trembles not , that looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects ; Yet that , by you depos'd , you quake like rebels ? — Ah , gentle villain ...
... fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me : ' Which of you trembles not , that looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects ; Yet that , by you depos'd , you quake like rebels ? — Ah , gentle villain ...
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... fall , they dash themselves to pieces . Glo . Good counsel , marry ; learn it , learn it , marquis . Dor . It touches you , my lord , as much as me . Glo . Ay , and much more : But I was born so high , Our aiery buildeth in the cedar's ...
... fall , they dash themselves to pieces . Glo . Good counsel , marry ; learn it , learn it , marquis . Dor . It touches you , my lord , as much as me . Glo . Ay , and much more : But I was born so high , Our aiery buildeth in the cedar's ...
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Achilles Æneas Agam Agamemnon Ajax Anne Antenor arms blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Cate CATESBY Cham Clar Clarence Cres Cressida curse death Deiphobus Diomed DIOMEDES Dorset doth Duch duke Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell fear fight fool friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace Grecian Greeks Hast hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen holy honour i'the JOHNSON Kath King RICHARD king's kiss lady live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings Lovell madam means Menelaus Murd Nest Nestor never noble o'the Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace pray Priam prince queen Rich Richmond SCENE Shakspeare Sir THOMAS LOVELL soul speak Stan Stanley sweet sword tell tent thee Ther There's Thersites thou art to-morrow tongue Troilus Troilus and Cressida Trojan Troy trumpet truth Ulyss uncle unto Wolsey word
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Page 218 - 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 222 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st...
Page 34 - 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 ! Brak.
Page 221 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 337 - I do not strain at the position, — It is familiar, — but at the author's drift : Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves, That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting, ) Till he communicate his parts to others...
Page 359 - I'll bring you to your father. [Diomed leads out Cressida. Nest. A woman of quick sense. Ulyss. Fye, fye upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive* of her body.
Page 34 - As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Page 221 - 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 339 - The present eye praises the present object : Then marvel not, thou great and complete man, That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax ; Since things in motion sooner catch the eye, Than what not stirs. The cry went once on thee, And still it might, and yet it may again, If thou would'st not entomb thyself alive, And case thy reputation in thy tent...
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.