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William Shakespeare Howard Staunton. KING RICHARD THE THIRD . PRELIMINARY NOTICE . THE earliest known copy of this popular tragedy is a quarto published in 1597 , entitled , - " The Tragedy of King Richard the Third . Containing , His ...
William Shakespeare Howard Staunton. KING RICHARD THE THIRD . PRELIMINARY NOTICE . THE earliest known copy of this popular tragedy is a quarto published in 1597 , entitled , - " The Tragedy of King Richard the Third . Containing , His ...
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... King . GEORGE , Duke of Clarence , } Brothers to the King . RICHARD , Duke of Gloucester , afterwards King Richard III . A Young Son of Clarence . HENRY , Earl of Richmond , afterwards King Henry VII . CARDINAL BOURCHIER , Archbishop of ...
... King . GEORGE , Duke of Clarence , } Brothers to the King . RICHARD , Duke of Gloucester , afterwards King Richard III . A Young Son of Clarence . HENRY , Earl of Richmond , afterwards King Henry VII . CARDINAL BOURCHIER , Archbishop of ...
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... king , In deadly hate the one against the other : And , if King Edward be as true and just , As I am subtle , false , and treacherous , This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up , a ( * ) First folio , see . Of a lute . ] In the ...
... king , In deadly hate the one against the other : And , if King Edward be as true and just , As I am subtle , false , and treacherous , This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up , a ( * ) First folio , see . Of a lute . ] In the ...
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... king that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey his wife , Clarence , ' t is she , That tempers him to this extremity.a Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Antony Woodville , her brother there , That made him send lord ...
... king that sends you to the Tower ; My lady Grey his wife , Clarence , ' t is she , That tempers him to this extremity.a Was it not she , and that good man of worship , Antony Woodville , her brother there , That made him send lord ...
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... king , To be her men , and wear her livery : The jealous o'er - worn widow and herself , Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen , Are mighty gossips in this * monarchy . BRAK . I beseech your graces both to pardon me ; His ...
... king , To be her men , and wear her livery : The jealous o'er - worn widow and herself , Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen , Are mighty gossips in this * monarchy . BRAK . I beseech your graces both to pardon me ; His ...
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ALCIB Alcibiades Angelo ANNE APEM Apemantus Athens bear beseech blood brother BUCK Buckingham cardinal Catesby CHAM CLAR Clarence Claudio Collier's annotator curse dead death Dorset dost doth DUCH DUKE DUKE OF NORFOLK Edward ELIZ Enter ESCAL Exeunt Exit eyes father fear FLAV folio omits folio reads fool friar friends GENT gentle gentleman give grace HAST hate hath hear heart heaven hither holy honour ISAB KATH king king's lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings lordship LUCIO Lucullus madam master MURD ne'er never noble NORF Old text pardon peace pity POET Pompey poor pray prince PROV Provost quartos queen RICH Richard Richmond SCENE SERV Servant Shakespeare SIR HENRY GUILFORD Sir Thomas SIR THOMAS LOVELL soul speak Stanley tell thank thee There's thine thou art thyself Timon to-morrow Tower twice the sun unto word
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Page 164 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree: Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty! Guilty!
Page 217 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and inccrtain thoughts Imagine howling ! — 'tis too horrible.
Page 298 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing ; To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. 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 216 - Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 312 - 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 215 - For ending thee no sooner : Thou hast nor youth, nor age ; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both : for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What 's yet in this, That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths : yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Page 319 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Page 314 - 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 188 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Page 93 - 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...