The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... HENRY VI . PART II . KING HENRY VI . PART III . KING RICHARD III . KING HENRY VIII . LONDON : Printed in the YEAR MDCCXLVII . BOOL LIBA 31.00T 1916 OXFORD The SECOND PART of HENRY LONDON: ...
... HENRY VI . PART II . KING HENRY VI . PART III . KING RICHARD III . KING HENRY VIII . LONDON : Printed in the YEAR MDCCXLVII . BOOL LIBA 31.00T 1916 OXFORD The SECOND PART of HENRY LONDON: ...
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). The SECOND PART of HENRY VI . With the DEATH of the Good Duke Humphry . A 2 KING HENRY VI . HUMPHRY Duke of Gloucester , Uncle.
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). The SECOND PART of HENRY VI . With the DEATH of the Good Duke Humphry . A 2 KING HENRY VI . HUMPHRY Duke of Gloucester , Uncle.
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). KING HENRY VI . HUMPHRY Duke of Gloucester , Uncle to the King . Cardinal BEAUFORT , Bishop of Winchester , Brother to King Henry IV . natural Son to John of Gaunt . Duke of YORK ...
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). KING HENRY VI . HUMPHRY Duke of Gloucester , Uncle to the King . Cardinal BEAUFORT , Bishop of Winchester , Brother to King Henry IV . natural Son to John of Gaunt . Duke of YORK ...
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... HENRY VI . ACT I. SCENE I The PALACE . Flourish of trumpets : then bautboys . Enter King Henry , Duke Humphry , Salisbury , Warwick , and Cardinal on the one fide . The Queen , Suffolk , York , Somerfet , and Buckingham on the other ...
... HENRY VI . ACT I. SCENE I The PALACE . Flourish of trumpets : then bautboys . Enter King Henry , Duke Humphry , Salisbury , Warwick , and Cardinal on the one fide . The Queen , Suffolk , York , Somerfet , and Buckingham on the other ...
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... Henry . Suffolk , arife . Welcome , Queen Margaret ; I can exprefs no kinder fign of love Than this kind kiss . O Lord , that lend'ft me life , Lend me a heart repleat with thankfulness : For thou haft giv'n me , in this beauteous face ...
... Henry . Suffolk , arife . Welcome , Queen Margaret ; I can exprefs no kinder fign of love Than this kind kiss . O Lord , that lend'ft me life , Lend me a heart repleat with thankfulness : For thou haft giv'n me , in this beauteous face ...
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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
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الصفحة 135 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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...