Shakspere's Werke, herausg. und erklärt von N. Delius. [With] Nachträge und Berichtigungen, Part 153, Volume 4 |
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... Buck . Why should he then protect our sovereign , He being of age to govern of himself ? Cousin of Somerset , join you with me , And all together , 26 with the duke of Suffolk , We'll quickly hoise duke Humphrey from his seat . Car ...
... Buck . Why should he then protect our sovereign , He being of age to govern of himself ? Cousin of Somerset , join you with me , And all together , 26 with the duke of Suffolk , We'll quickly hoise duke Humphrey from his seat . Car ...
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... Buck . All in this presence are thy betters , Warwick . War . Warwick may live to be the best of all . - Sal . Peace , son ! and show some reason , Buckingham , Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this . Q. Mar. Because the king ...
... Buck . All in this presence are thy betters , Warwick . War . Warwick may live to be the best of all . - Sal . Peace , son ! and show some reason , Buckingham , Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this . Q. Mar. Because the king ...
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... Buck . Lord Cardinal , I will follow Eleanor , And listen after Humphrey , how he proceeds : She's tickled now ; her fume needs no spurs , 21 She'll gallop far enough to her destruction . Re - enter GLOster . Glo . Now , lords , my ...
... Buck . Lord Cardinal , I will follow Eleanor , And listen after Humphrey , how he proceeds : She's tickled now ; her fume needs no spurs , 21 She'll gallop far enough to her destruction . Re - enter GLOster . Glo . Now , lords , my ...
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... Buck . True , Madam , none at all . What call you this ? [ Showing her the papers . Away with them ! let them be clapp'd up close , And kept asunder . You , Madam , shall with us : Stafford , take her to thee . ― - We'll see your ...
... Buck . True , Madam , none at all . What call you this ? [ Showing her the papers . Away with them ! let them be clapp'd up close , And kept asunder . You , Madam , shall with us : Stafford , take her to thee . ― - We'll see your ...
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... Buck . Your grace shall give me leave , my lord of York , To be the post , in hope of his 17 reward . - York . At your pleasure , my good lord . Enter a Servant . Invite my lords of Salisbury , and Warwick , To sup with me to - morrow ...
... Buck . Your grace shall give me leave , my lord of York , To be the post , in hope of his 17 reward . - York . At your pleasure , my good lord . Enter a Servant . Invite my lords of Salisbury , and Warwick , To sup with me to - morrow ...
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andern bezieht blood brother Buck Buckingham Bühnenweisung Cade cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death der Fol die Fol Die Qs doth Duch Duke Humphrey duke of York earl Edward Eliz England Enter King erst ersten Exet Exeunt Exit father fear folgende folgenden France friends gebraucht Gent Gloster grace hand hath haue hear heart heaven Holinshed honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade King Henry König Königin lady Lancaster lassen lesen liue London Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings lord protector Madam Margaret Murd noble Plantagenet prince protector queen Rich Richard Richard III RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE schon scil Sinne soldiers Somerset sonne soul speak steht Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast Tower traitor unto viel vielleicht vnto Warwick Wort Zeile
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Page 87 - 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 90 - 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; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 87 - 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 89 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. 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...
Page 20 - 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 68 - 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. Everything 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 88 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page i - The king's players had a new play, called All is True, representing some principal pieces of the reign of Henry the Eighth, which was set forth with many extraordinary circumstances of pomp and majesty, even to the matting of the stage ; the knights of the order, with their Georges and Garter, the guards with their embroidered coats and the like ; sufficient, in truth, within a while to make greatness very familiar, if not ridiculous.
Page xi - I am as sorry as if the original fault had been my fault, because myself have seen his demeanour no less civil than he excellent in the quality he professes: besides, divers of worship have reported his uprightness of dealing which argues his honesty, and his facetious grace in writing, that approves his art.
Page 87 - 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.