The works of William Shakespeare, ed. by H. Staunton, 4. cilt |
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Sayfa 83
... BUCK . Madam , good hope ; his grace speaks cheerfully . Q. ELIZ . God grant him health ! did you confer with him ? BUCK . Madam , we did : || he desires to make atonement Betwixt the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And betwixt them ...
... BUCK . Madam , good hope ; his grace speaks cheerfully . Q. ELIZ . God grant him health ! did you confer with him ? BUCK . Madam , we did : || he desires to make atonement Betwixt the duke of Gloster and your brothers , And betwixt them ...
Sayfa 87
... BUCK . Northumberland , then present , wept to see it . Q. MAR . What ! were you snarling all before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ? Did York's dread curse prevail so much with ...
... BUCK . Northumberland , then present , wept to see it . Q. MAR . What ! were you snarling all before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ? Did York's dread curse prevail so much with ...
Sayfa 89
... BUCK . Peace , peace , for shame , if not for charity . Q. MAR . Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my shame , - And ...
... BUCK . Peace , peace , for shame , if not for charity . Q. MAR . Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my shame , - And ...
Sayfa 90
... BUCK . Nor no one here ; for curses never pass The lips of those that breathe them in the air . Q. MAR . I'll not believe ‡ but they ascend the sky , And there awake God's gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , take heed of yonder dog ...
... BUCK . Nor no one here ; for curses never pass The lips of those that breathe them in the air . Q. MAR . I'll not believe ‡ but they ascend the sky , And there awake God's gentle - sleeping peace . O Buckingham , take heed of yonder dog ...
Sayfa 100
... BUCK . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate On you or yours , ‡ [ To the QUEEN . ] but with all duteous love Doth cherish you and yours , God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love ! When I have most need to employ a ...
... BUCK . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate On you or yours , ‡ [ To the QUEEN . ] but with all duteous love Doth cherish you and yours , God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love ! When I have most need to employ a ...
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Sayfa 485 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Sayfa 488 - O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Sayfa 498 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Sayfa 205 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Sayfa 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 incertain thoughts Imagine, howling ! — 'tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life,...
Sayfa 308 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Sayfa 314 - I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Sayfa 312 - 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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Sayfa 313 - O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Sayfa 72 - 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.