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" 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. "
The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes - Page 213
by William Shakespeare, Alexander Pope - 1747
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The works of William Shakespeare, the text revised by A. Dyce, Volume 5

Alexander Dyce - 1864
...KING RICHARD ACT I. SCENE I. London. A street. Enter GLOSIEB. Glo. 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...
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Archiv für das Studium der neueren Sprachen und ..., Volume 34; Volume 36

Languages, Modern - 1864
...sweetly note it in a Ladies Chamber, as the Proverb ia. Gloster. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds, that lower'd upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious...
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Evenings in Arcadia

John Dennis - Pastoral poetry, English - 1865 - 321 pages
...you claim the same praise for Glo'ster's opening speech : — " Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that lowr"d upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried." Shakspeare's plays, and cited from them almost every...
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Evenings in Arcadia

John Dennis - Pastoral poetry, English - 1865 - 321 pages
...you elaim the same praise for Glo'ster's opening speech : — " Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that lowrM upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried." And now, having run through more than...
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Abraham Lincoln: His Life and Public Services

Phebe Ann Hanaford - Presidents - 1865 - 216 pages
...and, in a sophomorical style, to begin with a flourish : — ' Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that lowered upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.' Now," said he, " this is all wrong....
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by ...

1865
...RICHARD III. ACT I. SCENE!.— LONDON. A Street. Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lower'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious...
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Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ...

John Bartlett - Quotations - 1865 - 480 pages
...doth fear each bush an officer. Act v. Sc. 6. KING RICHARD III. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lowered upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Act i. Sc. 1. Grim-visaged war hath...
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The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 5

William Shakespeare - 1866
...KING RICHARD ACT I. SCENE I. London. A street. Enter GLOSTEB. Glo. 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...
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The University Studies, Volume 1

Universities and colleges - 1900
...begin with a flourish : — 'Nicolay & Hay, Works, II., 392. " Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that lowered upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried ! " Now,' said he, 'this is all wrong....
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My Emily Dickinson

Susan Howe - Literary Criticism - 1985 - 144 pages
...bursts like gunshot, solus into the center of his own Tragedy: Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that low'r'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. (I, i, 1-4) Fate has pitched Richard at the impersonal...
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