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See , ruthless queen , a hapless father ' s tears : This cloth thou dipp ' dst in blood
of my sweet boy , And I with tears do wash the blood away . Keep thou the napkin
, and go boast of this : ( He gives back the Handkerchief . And , if thou tell ' st ...
See , ruthless queen , a hapless father ' s tears : This cloth thou dipp ' dst in blood
of my sweet boy , And I with tears do wash the blood away . Keep thou the napkin
, and go boast of this : ( He gives back the Handkerchief . And , if thou tell ' st ...
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For self - same wind , that I should speak withal , * Is kindling coals , that fire all
my breast , * And burn me up with flames , that tears would quench . * To weep ,
is to make less the depth of grief : * Tears , then , for babes ; blows , and revenge
...
For self - same wind , that I should speak withal , * Is kindling coals , that fire all
my breast , * And burn me up with flames , that tears would quench . * To weep ,
is to make less the depth of grief : * Tears , then , for babes ; blows , and revenge
...
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My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks ; * And no more words , till they
have flow ' d their fill . ... Whilst lions war , and battle for their dens , • Poor
harmless lambs abide their enmity , * Weep , wretched man , I ' ll aid thee tear for
tear ...
My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks ; * And no more words , till they
have flow ' d their fill . ... Whilst lions war , and battle for their dens , • Poor
harmless lambs abide their enmity , * Weep , wretched man , I ' ll aid thee tear for
tear ...
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What , will the aspiring blood of Lancaster Sink in the ground ? I thought it would
have mounted . See , how my sword weeps for the poor king ' s death ! · 0 , may
such purple tears be always shed From those that wish the downfal of our house !
What , will the aspiring blood of Lancaster Sink in the ground ? I thought it would
have mounted . See , how my sword weeps for the poor king ' s death ! · 0 , may
such purple tears be always shed From those that wish the downfal of our house !
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Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears , Sham ' d their aspects with
store of childish drops : These eyes , which never shed remorseful tear , Not ,
when my father York and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that Rutland ...
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears , Sham ' d their aspects with
store of childish drops : These eyes , which never shed remorseful tear , Not ,
when my father York and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that Rutland ...
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Page 341 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Page 122 - But I— that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass— I— that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph— I— that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, 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 343 - Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Page 344 - 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 : then, if thou fall'st...
Page 340 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 62 - That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns ; Seeking a way, and straying from the way ; Not knowing how to find the open air, But toiling desperately to find it out, — Torment myself to catch the English crown. And from that torment I will free myself, Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. "Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile ; And cry, content...
Page 152 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream. Brak. No marvel, lord, though it affrighted you; I am afraid, methinks, to hear you tell it. Clar.
Page 42 - 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: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this...
Page 411 - But when the planets In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture...
Page 150 - Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes. Methought, I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea...
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| Title | King Henry VI., part III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII. Troilus and Cressida Volume 6 of The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq., with a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes from the Most Eminent Commentators, a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c, William Shakespeare |
| Authors | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers |
| Editor | Alexander Chalmers |
| Illustrated by | Henry Fuseli |
| Publisher | J. Nichols, 1811 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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