The Dramatic Works: Of Shakespeare, in Six Volumes; with Notes by Joseph Rann, ...at the Clarendon Press, M DCC LXXXVI. To be had of Mess. Rivington, London; Mess. Prince and Cooke and C. Selwin Rann, Oxford; and of Mess. Pearson and Rollason, Birmingham, 1789 |
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K. Rich . We did observe . - Cousin Aumerle , How far brought you high Hereford
on his way ? Aum . I brought high Hereford , if you call him so , But to the next
high - way , and there I left him . K. Ricb . And , say , what store of parting tears
were ...
K. Rich . We did observe . - Cousin Aumerle , How far brought you high Hereford
on his way ? Aum . I brought high Hereford , if you call him so , But to the next
high - way , and there I left him . K. Ricb . And , say , what store of parting tears
were ...
Page 412
K. Rich . Barkloughly castle call you this at hand ? Aum . Yea , " my lord : How
brooks your grace the air , After your late tossing on the breaking feas ? K. Rich .
Needs must I like it well ; I weep for joy , To ftand upon my kingdom once again .
K. Rich . Barkloughly castle call you this at hand ? Aum . Yea , " my lord : How
brooks your grace the air , After your late tossing on the breaking feas ? K. Rich .
Needs must I like it well ; I weep for joy , To ftand upon my kingdom once again .
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K. Rich . Fair cousin , you debase your princely knee , To make the base earth
proud with kisling it : Me rather had , my heart might feel your love , Than my
unpleas'd eye see your courtesy . Up , cousin , up ; your heart is up , I know ,
Thus high ...
K. Rich . Fair cousin , you debase your princely knee , To make the base earth
proud with kisling it : Me rather had , my heart might feel your love , Than my
unpleas'd eye see your courtesy . Up , cousin , up ; your heart is up , I know ,
Thus high ...
Page 440
K. Rich . Say that again . The shadow of my forrow ? Ha ! let's see : -- ' Tis very
true , my grief lies all within li And these external manners of lament Are merely
shadows to the unseen grief , That swells with filence in the tortur'd foul ; There
lies ...
K. Rich . Say that again . The shadow of my forrow ? Ha ! let's see : -- ' Tis very
true , my grief lies all within li And these external manners of lament Are merely
shadows to the unseen grief , That swells with filence in the tortur'd foul ; There
lies ...
Page 442
Ah , thou , the model where old Troy did ftand ; [ To K. Rich , Thou map of honour
; thou king Richard's tomb , And not king Richard ; thou most beauteous inn , Why
should hard - favour'd grief be lodg'd in thee , When triumph is become an ale ...
Ah , thou , the model where old Troy did ftand ; [ To K. Rich , Thou map of honour
; thou king Richard's tomb , And not king Richard ; thou most beauteous inn , Why
should hard - favour'd grief be lodg'd in thee , When triumph is become an ale ...
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Page 319 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 558 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of • it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
Page 417 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Page 327 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 558 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Page 22 - Amidst the other : whose med'cinable eye Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check to good and bad : but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander.