The Tragedy of Richard the Third: With the Landing of Earle Richmond, and the Battell at Bosworth FieldLippincott, 1908 - 641 pages |
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... sonne was in witte and courage egall with either of them , [ Edward and George Duke of Clarence ] in bodye and prowesse farre under them bothe , little of stature , ill fetured of limmes , 22 To ftrut before a wonton ambling Nymph : I ...
... sonne was in witte and courage egall with either of them , [ Edward and George Duke of Clarence ] in bodye and prowesse farre under them bothe , little of stature , ill fetured of limmes , 22 To ftrut before a wonton ambling Nymph : I ...
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... sonne of the Duke of Yorke , was by his brother King Edward wrongfully imprisoned , and by his brother Richard miserably murdered the 11 of Januarie , An . Dom . , A. D. 1478. ' It appeared in the First Edition of the Mirour , 1559 ...
... sonne of the Duke of Yorke , was by his brother King Edward wrongfully imprisoned , and by his brother Richard miserably murdered the 11 of Januarie , An . Dom . , A. D. 1478. ' It appeared in the First Edition of the Mirour , 1559 ...
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... Sonne , Stab'd by the felfefame hand that made these wounds . Loe , in these windowes that let forth thy life , I powre the helpleffe Balme of my poore eyes . O curfed be the hand that made these holes : Curfed the Heart , that had the ...
... Sonne , Stab'd by the felfefame hand that made these wounds . Loe , in these windowes that let forth thy life , I powre the helpleffe Balme of my poore eyes . O curfed be the hand that made these holes : Curfed the Heart , that had the ...
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... Sonne thou ow'ft to me , And thou a Kingdome ; all of you , allegeance : This Sorrow that I haue , by right is yours , And all the Pleasures you vfurpe , are mine . 177 180 Rich . The Curfe my Noble Father layd on thee , When thou didft ...
... Sonne thou ow'ft to me , And thou a Kingdome ; all of you , allegeance : This Sorrow that I haue , by right is yours , And all the Pleasures you vfurpe , are mine . 177 180 Rich . The Curfe my Noble Father layd on thee , When thou didft ...
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... Sonne , that now is Prince of Wales , For Edward our Sonne , that was Prince of Wales , Dye in his youth , by like vntimely violence . Thy felfe a Queene , for me that was a Queene , Out - liue thy glory , like my wretched felfe : Long ...
... Sonne , that now is Prince of Wales , For Edward our Sonne , that was Prince of Wales , Dye in his youth , by like vntimely violence . Thy felfe a Queene , for me that was a Queene , Out - liue thy glory , like my wretched felfe : Long ...
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Page 297 - For mine own good, All causes shall give way : I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
Page 321 - Would have mourn'd longer, — married with my uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Page 192 - Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing...
Page 386 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face...
Page 329 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 141 - tis strange ! And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths ; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
Page 578 - I shall despair. — There is no creature loves me ; And, if I die, no soul will pity me : — Nay, wherefore should they ? since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself.
Page 21 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Page 386 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 559 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.