The Works of William Shakespeare; The Plays Edited from the Folio of 1623, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Volume N . 12
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1869 edition. Excerpt: ...speak against my present profit, but my wish hath a preferment in t. Ezeunk Cym. Stand by my side, you whom the gods have made Preservers of my throne. Woe is my heart, That the poor soldier, that so richly fought, Whose rags sham d gilded arms, whose naked breast " Stepp d before targes of proof, cannot be found: He shall be happy that can find him, if Our grace can make him so. Bel. I never saw Such noble fury in so poor a thing; Such precious deeds in one that promis d naught But beggary and poor looks. Cym. No tidings of him? Pis. He hath been seareh d among the dead and living. But no trace of him. Cym. To my grief, I am The heir of his reward; which I will add To you, the liver, heart, and brain of Britain, By whom, I grant, she lives. Tis now the time To ask of whence you are: --report it. Bel. Sir, In Cambria are we born, and gentlemen. Farther to boast, were neither true nor modest, Unless I add, we are honest. Cym. ' Bow your knees. Arise, my knights o th battle: I create you Companions to our person, and will fit you With dignities becoming your estates. Enter Connsmus and Ladies. There s business in these faces.--Why so sadly Greet you our victory? you look like Romans, And not o th Court of Britain. Cor. Hail, great King! To sour your happiness, I must report The Queen is dead. Cym. Whom worse than a physician Would this report become? But I consider, By med cine life may be prolong d, yet death Will seize the doctor too.---Hov ended she? Cor. With horror, madly dying, like her life; Which, being cruel to the world, concluded Most cruel to herself. What she confess d, I will report, so please you: these her women Can trip me, if I err, who...
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