The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index
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Alarum battle blood brother Buckingham Cade Cardinal Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown daughter death doth Duke of York Earl Earl of March Earl of Warwick England Exeunt Exit father fear fight France friends Gloster grace hand hath head heart heaven Henry's Holinshed honour house of Lancaster house of York Humphrey Jack Cade Johnson King Edward King Henry King Richard Lancaster lord majesty Malone means Montague Mortimer ne'er never night noble old copy old play original play passage piece Plantagenet Prince protector Pucelle quarto Reignier Richard Plantagenet Saint Albans Salisbury scene second folio Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sir John slain soldiers Somerset soul speak speech stand Steevens Suffolk suppose sword Talbot tears thee Theobald thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Torke traitor true Tragedie uncle unto Warburton Warwick words
Page 231 - Dick. The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers. Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Some say, the bee stings; but I say, 'tis the bee's wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
Page 246 - Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks, Because my book preferr'd me to the king, And seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven...
Page 424 - 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 362 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.