Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy;I did not see your Grace. Humbly on my knee I crave your blessing.
DUCHESS. God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast,love, charity, obedience, and true duty!
GLOUCESTER. Amen! [Aside] And make me die a good old man! That is the butt end of a mother's blessing; I marvel that her Grace did leave it out.
Mots clés richard-iii
Each substance of grief hath twenty shadows, which shows like grief itself, but is not so; or sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears, divides one thing entire to many objects: like perspectives which, rightly gaz'd upon, show nothing but confusion:
William ShakespeareПодозрението винаги живее в престъпна душа: на крадеца всеки храст му прилича на дедектив.
William ShakespeareMots clés подозрение
Където думите са малко, там тежат.
William ShakespeareHer name is Portia
William ShakespeareЗа мене книгите са по-скъпи от престол.
William ShakespeareWhy I, in this weak piping time of piece,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to see my shadow in the sun
And descant on my own deformity
Mots clés 3rd-richard duke-of-gloucester king-richard-iii
The More I Rest The More I Go In VAIN
William ShakespeareMots clés inspirational
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep;
And in his simple show he harbours treason.
Mots clés deception
What need the bridge much broader than the flood? The fairest grant is the necessity.
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