The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, 第 5 卷C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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... Clarence ; next to whom Was John of Gaunt , the Duke of Lancaster ; The fifth was Edmond Langley , Duke of York ; The fixth was Thomas of Woodstock , Duke of Glo'fter , William of Windfor was the feventh and last . Edward the black ...
... Clarence ; next to whom Was John of Gaunt , the Duke of Lancaster ; The fifth was Edmond Langley , Duke of York ; The fixth was Thomas of Woodstock , Duke of Glo'fter , William of Windfor was the feventh and last . Edward the black ...
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... Clarence . So , if the iffue of the elder fon Succeed before the younger , I am King . War . What plain proceeding is more plain than this ? Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt , The fourth fon ; York here claims it from the ...
... Clarence . So , if the iffue of the elder fon Succeed before the younger , I am King . War . What plain proceeding is more plain than this ? Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt , The fourth fon ; York here claims it from the ...
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... Clarence's daughter , did he not ? Staf . Ay , Sir . Cade . By her he had two children at one birth . Y. Staf . That's falfe . Cade . Ay , there's the question ; but I fay , ' tis true : The elder of them being put to nurfe , Was by a ...
... Clarence's daughter , did he not ? Staf . Ay , Sir . Cade . By her he had two children at one birth . Y. Staf . That's falfe . Cade . Ay , there's the question ; but I fay , ' tis true : The elder of them being put to nurfe , Was by a ...
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... . How now ? what news ? why com'ft thou in fuch hafte ? Mef . The rebels are in Southwark ; fly my Lord : Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer , D 2 Defcended • Defcended from the Duke of Clarence ' houfe , King HENRY VI . 75.
... . How now ? what news ? why com'ft thou in fuch hafte ? Mef . The rebels are in Southwark ; fly my Lord : Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer , D 2 Defcended • Defcended from the Duke of Clarence ' houfe , King HENRY VI . 75.
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... Clarence ' houfe , And calls your Grace ufurper openly , And vows to crown himself in Westminster . His army is a ragged multitude Of hinds and peasants , rude and merciless : Sir Humphry Stafford and his brother's death Hath given them ...
... Clarence ' houfe , And calls your Grace ufurper openly , And vows to crown himself in Westminster . His army is a ragged multitude Of hinds and peasants , rude and merciless : Sir Humphry Stafford and his brother's death Hath given them ...
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第370页 - 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...
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第368页 - 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. The king has cur'd me, I humbly thank his grace ; and from these shoulders, These ruin'd pillars, out of pity, taken A load would sink a navy, too much honour : O, 'tis a burden, Cromwell, 'tis a burden, Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven.
第133页 - 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.
第71页 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
第368页 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
第133页 - 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...