The Vale Shakespeare, Volume 25Hacon & Ricketts, 1903 |
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... hear the lamentations of poor Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy slaughtered son , Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds ! Lo , in these windows that let forth thy life I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.- Curs'd be ...
... hear the lamentations of poor Anne , Wife to thy Edward , to thy slaughtered son , Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds ! Lo , in these windows that let forth thy life I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.- Curs'd be ...
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William Shakespeare. GLOUCESTER . Yes , one place else , if you will hear me name it . ANNE . Some dungeon . GLOUCESTER . ANNE . Your bed - chamber . Ill rest betide the chamber where thou liest ! GLOUCESTER . So will it , madam , till I ...
William Shakespeare. GLOUCESTER . Yes , one place else , if you will hear me name it . ANNE . Some dungeon . GLOUCESTER . ANNE . Your bed - chamber . Ill rest betide the chamber where thou liest ! GLOUCESTER . So will it , madam , till I ...
Page xv
... , when my father York and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made When black - fac'd Clifford shook his sword at him ; Nor when thy warlike father , like a child , Told the sad story of my father's death , And XV.
... , when my father York and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made When black - fac'd Clifford shook his sword at him ; Nor when thy warlike father , like a child , Told the sad story of my father's death , And XV.
Page xxiv
... Hear me , you wrangling pirates , that fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me ! Which of you trembles not that looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects , Yet that , by you depos'd , you quake ...
... Hear me , you wrangling pirates , that fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me ! Which of you trembles not that looks on me ? If not , that , I being queen , you bow like subjects , Yet that , by you depos'd , you quake ...
Page xxv
... hear me . If heaven have any grievous plague in store Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee , Oh , let them keep it till thy sins be ripe , And then hurl down their indignation On thee , the troubler of the poor world's peace ! The ...
... hear me . If heaven have any grievous plague in store Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee , Oh , let them keep it till thy sins be ripe , And then hurl down their indignation On thee , the troubler of the poor world's peace ! The ...
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ANNE arms Baynard's Castle blood BRAKENBURY brother BUCKINGHAM Catesby Clarence cousin crown curse daughter dead dear death deed DERBY didst Dorset dost thou doth dream DUCHESS Duchess of York Duke Duke of Gloucester Enter Gloucester Enter the Ghost Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear friends gentle give God's grace gracious lord grandam Grey happy hate hath hear heart heaven holy honour house of Lancaster husband Julius Cæsar kill'd KING EDWARD KING RICHARD Lady liege live look lord chamberlain Lord Hastings Lord Stanley madam majesty mayor MESSENGER mother noble Norfolk peace Plantagenet poor pray prince PURSUIVANT QUEEN ELIZABETH QUEEN MARGARET Ratcliff Richard Ratcliff Richmond RIVERS royal SCENE SECOND MURDERER sleep sorrow soul sovereign speak sweet sword tell tender thee thine THIRD CITIZEN thou art thou hast thyself to-morrow Tower traitor Tyrrel uncle unto weep wife William Brandon York
Popular passages
Page xxxi - All scattered in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Page vi - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, — instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, — He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Page v - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Page lxvii - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.
Page vi - I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days...
Page cxxii - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die : I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him : — A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Page xviii - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of...
Page xxx - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Page cxvi - O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Page cxvii - I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why: Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.