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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... flain , Your Princely father , and my loving Lord . Edw . Oh , speak no more ! for I have heard too much . Rich , Say how he dy'd , for I will hear it all . Mes . Environed he was with many foes , And stood against them , as the hope of ...
... flain , Your Princely father , and my loving Lord . Edw . Oh , speak no more ! for I have heard too much . Rich , Say how he dy'd , for I will hear it all . Mes . Environed he was with many foes , And stood against them , as the hope of ...
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... flain : And after many scorns , many foul taunts , They took his head , and on the gates of York They set the fame , and there it doth remain The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd . Edw . Sweet Duke of York , our prop to lean upon ...
... flain : And after many scorns , many foul taunts , They took his head , and on the gates of York They set the fame , and there it doth remain The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd . Edw . Sweet Duke of York , our prop to lean upon ...
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... flain , His land then seie'd on by the conqueror : Her suit is now to repossess those lands , Which we in justice cannot well deny , Because in quarrel of the house of York The worthy gentleman did lose his life . • Vid . Hall , 3 year ...
... flain , His land then seie'd on by the conqueror : Her suit is now to repossess those lands , Which we in justice cannot well deny , Because in quarrel of the house of York The worthy gentleman did lose his life . • Vid . Hall , 3 year ...
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... flain ? Let me put in your minds , if you forget , What you have been ere now , and what you are ; Withal , what I have been , and what I am . Q. Mar. A murth'rous villain , and so still thou art . Glo . Poor Clarence did forsake his ...
... flain ? Let me put in your minds , if you forget , What you have been ere now , and what you are ; Withal , what I have been , and what I am . Q. Mar. A murth'rous villain , and so still thou art . Glo . Poor Clarence did forsake his ...
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... flain , and all on foot he fights , Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death . Rescue , fair Lord , or else the day is loft . Alarum . Enter King Richard . K. Rith . A horfe ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! Cates . Withdraw , my ...
... flain , and all on foot he fights , Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death . Rescue , fair Lord , or else the day is loft . Alarum . Enter King Richard . K. Rith . A horfe ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! Cates . Withdraw , my ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Anne anſwer bear Becauſe beſt blood brother Buck Buckingham buſineſs Cade Cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clarence Clif Clifford confcience crown curſe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean elſe England Enter King Exeunt Exit falſe father fear felf fight firſt flain forrow foul France friends Glo'fter Glou Grace gracious hath hear heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady laſt live Lord Lord Chamberlain loſe Madam maſter moſt muſt noble perſon pleaſe pleaſure pray preſent Prince Queen reaſon reſt Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet ſay SCENE ſee ſelf ſent ſet ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould ſome Somerset ſon ſpeak ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſubject ſuch Suffolk ſwear ſweet ſword tell thee theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand traitor Unleſs unto uſe Warwick whoſe
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...