The Yale Shakespeare: The tragedy of Richard the third, ed. by J.R. CrawfordYale University Press, 1927 |
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Anne Anthony Woodville Baynard's Castle blood Brakenbury brother Buck Buckingham Cate Catesby Cibber Clar Clarence cousin curse daughter dead dear death deed Derby didst Dorset dost doth dream Duch duke Duke of Gloucester Earl Elis Eliz Elizabeth Enter Richard Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Folio friends gentle Ghost Gloucester Grace gracious Grey Halle hate hath haue heart heaven Henry Henry VI Holinshed holy honour horse husband James Blunt Julius Cæsar Kean King Richard live look Lord Hastings Lord Rivers Lord Stanley madam Margaret mother murther noble Norfolk peace played Richard prince Quarto Quarto reading queen Ratcliff Rich Richard III Richard Ratcliff Richard the Third Richm Richmond Rivers royal sanctuary Scene Shakespeare soul speak Stan tell thee thou hast to-morrow Tower tragedy uncle unto vnto weep wife William Brandon York
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Page 1 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass ; I, that am rudely stamp'd and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph ; 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 139 - 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!
Page 31 - As we pac'd along Upon tHe giddy footing of the hatches, Methought, that Gloster stumbled; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main. O Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears What sights of ugly death within mine eyes.
Page 31 - All scatter'd 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 2 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time Unless to see my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity, And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Page 30 - 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 1 - 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. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Page 32 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
Page 32 - ... ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick ; Who cried aloud, " What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Page 31 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?