The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., Band 6 |
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... Because the King forfooth will have it so . Glou . Madam , the King is old enough himself To give his cenfure : these are no woman's matters . Q. Mar. If he be old enough , what needs your Grace To be Protector of his Excellence ? Glou ...
... Because the King forfooth will have it so . Glou . Madam , the King is old enough himself To give his cenfure : these are no woman's matters . Q. Mar. If he be old enough , what needs your Grace To be Protector of his Excellence ? Glou ...
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... Because here is a man accus'd of treason . Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself . York . Doth any one accufe York for a traitor ? K. Henry . What mean'ft thou , Suffolk ? tell me , what are these ? Suf . Please it your Majefty ...
... Because here is a man accus'd of treason . Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself . York . Doth any one accufe York for a traitor ? K. Henry . What mean'ft thou , Suffolk ? tell me , what are these ? Suf . Please it your Majefty ...
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... Because I wish'd this world's eternity . Stanley , I pr'ythee go and take me hence , I care not whither , for I beg no favour ; Only convey me where thou art commanded , Stan Stan . Why , Madam , that is to the 36 The Second Part of.
... Because I wish'd this world's eternity . Stanley , I pr'ythee go and take me hence , I care not whither , for I beg no favour ; Only convey me where thou art commanded , Stan Stan . Why , Madam , that is to the 36 The Second Part of.
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... Because I would not tax the needy Commons , Have I disbursed to the garrisons , And never afk'd for reftitution . Car . It ferves you well , my Lord , to fay fo much .. Glou . I fay no more than truth , fo help me God ! York . In your ...
... Because I would not tax the needy Commons , Have I disbursed to the garrisons , And never afk'd for reftitution . Car . It ferves you well , my Lord , to fay fo much .. Glou . I fay no more than truth , fo help me God ! York . In your ...
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... Because his purpose is not executed . No ; let him die , in that he is a fox , By nature prov'd an enemy to the flock , Before his chaps be ftain'd with crimson blood , As Humphry's prov'd by reasons to my Liege ; And do not stand on ...
... Because his purpose is not executed . No ; let him die , in that he is a fox , By nature prov'd an enemy to the flock , Before his chaps be ftain'd with crimson blood , As Humphry's prov'd by reasons to my Liege ; And do not stand on ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt Anne Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catef cauſe Cham Clarence Clif Clifford confcience crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf fent fhall fhame fhould fight flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftate ftay ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry Lady laft Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft muft muſt noble pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thouſand thy felf unto Warwick Whofe wife
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 135 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Seite 359 - His honour and the greatness of his name Shall be, and make new nations ; he shall flourish, And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches To all the plains about him ; our children's children Shall see this and bless heaven.
Seite 304 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Seite 176 - 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.
Seite 122 - 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; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Seite 170 - 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.
Seite 122 - 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...
Seite 331 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Seite 330 - But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Seite 332 - 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...