The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: King Richard iii. King Henry ViiiH:O. Bohn, 1857 |
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... looks scornfully at him . Teach not thy lip such scorn ; for it was made For kissing , lady , not for such contempt . If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive , Lo ! here I lend thee this sharp - pointed sword ; Which if thou please to ...
... looks scornfully at him . Teach not thy lip such scorn ; for it was made For kissing , lady , not for such contempt . If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive , Lo ! here I lend thee this sharp - pointed sword ; Which if thou please to ...
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... , live so . Glos . Vouchsafe to wear this ring . Anne . To take is not to give . [ she puts on the ring . Glos . Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart : Wear 22 ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
... , live so . Glos . Vouchsafe to wear this ring . Anne . To take is not to give . [ she puts on the ring . Glos . Look , how this ring encompasseth thy finger , Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart : Wear 22 ACT I. KING RICHARD III .
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... looks , And yet to win her , —all the world to nothing ! ah ! Hath she forgot already that brave prince , Edward , her lord , whom I , some three months since , Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewkesbury ? A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman ...
... looks , And yet to win her , —all the world to nothing ! ah ! Hath she forgot already that brave prince , Edward , her lord , whom I , some three months since , Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewkesbury ? A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman ...
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... look , what I have said , I will avouch in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower . ' Tis time to speak ; my pains art quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I remember them too well : Thou kill'dst my husband ...
... look , what I have said , I will avouch in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower . ' Tis time to speak ; my pains art quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I remember them too well : Thou kill'dst my husband ...
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... looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects ; Yet that , by you deposed , you quake like rebels ? — Ah , gentle villain , do not turn away ! Glos . Foul , wrinkled witch , what makest thou in my sight ? Q. Mar ...
... looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects ; Yet that , by you deposed , you quake like rebels ? — Ah , gentle villain , do not turn away ! Glos . Foul , wrinkled witch , what makest thou in my sight ? Q. Mar ...
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Page 264 - 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 mention Of me more must be heard of, say I taught thee...
Page 42 - I pass'd, 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...
Page 8 - Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them...
Page 264 - And pry'thee lead me in — There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny, 'tis the king's. My robe, And my integrity to Heaven, is all I dare now call my own.
Page 236 - 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.
Page 8 - He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass...
Page 263 - 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 221 - Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, '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.
Page 264 - 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...
Page 261 - This many summers in a sea of glory, 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.