The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: King Richard III ; King Henry VIII ; CoriolanusC. Bathurst, J. Beecroft, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, Hawes, Clarke and Collins, R. Horsfield, W. Johnston, W. Owen, T. Caslon, E. Johnson, S. Crowder, B. White, T. Longman, B. Law, E. and C. Dilly, C. Corbett, W. Griffin, T. Cadell, W. Woodfall, G. Keith, T. Lowndes, T. Davies, J. Robson, T. Becket, F. Newbery, G. Robinson, T. Payne, J. Williams, M. Hingeston, and J. Ridley., 1773 |
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... heart , that had the heart to do it ! Curfed the blood , that let this blood from hence ! More direful hap betide that hated wretch , That makes us wretched by the death of thee , Than I can wish to adders , fpiders , toads , Or any ...
... heart , that had the heart to do it ! Curfed the blood , that let this blood from hence ! More direful hap betide that hated wretch , That makes us wretched by the death of thee , Than I can wish to adders , fpiders , toads , Or any ...
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... heart can think thee , thou canst .make No excuse current , but to hang thyfelf . Glo . By fuch defpair , I fhould accufe myself . Anne . And by despairing fhalt thou ftand excus'd , For doing worthy vengeance on thyself , That didit ...
... heart can think thee , thou canst .make No excuse current , but to hang thyfelf . Glo . By fuch defpair , I fhould accufe myself . Anne . And by despairing fhalt thou ftand excus'd , For doing worthy vengeance on thyself , That didit ...
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... heart fues , and prompts my tongue to fpeak . [ She looks fcornfully at him . -they kill me with a living death . ] In imitation of this paffage , and , I fuppofe , of a thoufand more , Pope writes , a living death I bear , Says ...
... heart fues , and prompts my tongue to fpeak . [ She looks fcornfully at him . -they kill me with a living death . ] In imitation of this paffage , and , I fuppofe , of a thoufand more , Pope writes , a living death I bear , Says ...
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... heart cannot forgive , Lo ! here I lend thee this fharp - pointed fword ; Which , if thou please to hide in this true breast , And let the foul forth that adoreth thee , I lay it naked to the deadly ftroke . And humbly beg the death ...
... heart cannot forgive , Lo ! here I lend thee this fharp - pointed fword ; Which , if thou please to hide in this true breast , And let the foul forth that adoreth thee , I lay it naked to the deadly ftroke . And humbly beg the death ...
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... heart : Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor devoted fuppliant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou doft confirm his happiness for ever . Anne . What is it ? 9 Glo . That it may please you leave ...
... heart : Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor devoted fuppliant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou doft confirm his happiness for ever . Anne . What is it ? 9 Glo . That it may please you leave ...
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Page 5 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; 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.
Page 244 - 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.
Page 244 - I have ventured, 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.
Page 4 - 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 246 - 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; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of...
Page 205 - sa stranger now again. Anne. So much the more Must pity drop upon her. Verily, I swear, 't is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.