 | William Shakespeare - Poetry - 1995 - 136 pages
...haunted by the ghosts they have deposed, Some poisoned by their wives, some sleeping killed All murdered; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal...his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh... | |
 | Pauline Kiernan - Drama - 1998 - 236 pages
...moment of the actual King Richard's downfall. This is an original Shakespearean fiction: All murthered - for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal...walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores thorough his castle wall, and farewell... | |
 | Ernst Hartwig Kantorowicz - History - 1997 - 622 pages
...the ghosts they have deposed, Some poisoned by their wives, some sleeping killed; All murdered — for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal...his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if the flesh... | |
 | Michael Burlingame - Biography & Autobiography - 1997 - 418 pages
...the ghosts they have deposed; Some poisoned by their wives, some sleeping killed; All murdered: — For within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal...pomp, — Allowing him a breath, a little scene To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, — As if this... | |
 | 1984 - 440 pages
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 | Michael Schulman, Eva Mekler - Drama - 1998 - 370 pages
...by the ghosts they have deposed; Some poison'd by their wives; some sleeping kill'd; All murder' d: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal...his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh... | |
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All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp... 
