The Works of William Shakspeare: The Text Formed from an Intirely New Collation of the Old Editions, with the Various Readings, Notes, a Life of the Poet, and a History of the Early English Stage, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 6
... France . DUKE OF EXETER . HENRY BEAUFORT , Bishop of Winchester . JOHN BEAUFORT , Earl of Somerset . RICHARD PLANTAGENET , Duke of York . EARLS OF WARWICK , SALISBURY , and SUFFOLK . TALBOT , afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury : JOHN TALBOT ...
... France . DUKE OF EXETER . HENRY BEAUFORT , Bishop of Winchester . JOHN BEAUFORT , Earl of Somerset . RICHARD PLANTAGENET , Duke of York . EARLS OF WARWICK , SALISBURY , and SUFFOLK . TALBOT , afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury : JOHN TALBOT ...
Pagina 7
... attended on by the Duke of Bedford , Regent of France ; the Duke of Gloster , Protector ; the Duke of Exeter ; Warwick ; the Bishop of Winchester , and the Duke of Somerset . " His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams ;
... attended on by the Duke of Bedford , Regent of France ; the Duke of Gloster , Protector ; the Duke of Exeter ; Warwick ; the Bishop of Winchester , and the Duke of Somerset . " His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams ;
Pagina 9
... France , Of loss , of slaughter , and discomfiture : Guienne , Champaigne , Rheims , Orleans , Paris , Guysors , Poictiers , are all quite lost . Bed . What say'st thou , man , before dead Henry's corse ? Speak softly , or the loss of ...
... France , Of loss , of slaughter , and discomfiture : Guienne , Champaigne , Rheims , Orleans , Paris , Guysors , Poictiers , are all quite lost . Bed . What say'st thou , man , before dead Henry's corse ? Speak softly , or the loss of ...
Pagina 10
... France.— Give me my steeled coat ! I'll fight for France.— Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes , To weep their intermissive miseries . Enter another Messenger . 2 Mess . Lords , view ...
... France.— Give me my steeled coat ! I'll fight for France.— Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes , To weep their intermissive miseries . Enter another Messenger . 2 Mess . Lords , view ...
Pagina 12
... France , with their chief assembled strength , Durst not presume to look once in the face . Bed . Is Talbot slain ? then , I will slay myself , For living idly here in pomp and ease , Whilst such a worthy leader , wanting aid , Unto his ...
... France , with their chief assembled strength , Durst not presume to look once in the face . Bed . Is Talbot slain ? then , I will slay myself , For living idly here in pomp and ease , Whilst such a worthy leader , wanting aid , Unto his ...
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The Works of William Shakspeare: The Text Formed from an Intirely New ... William Shakespeare Nu există previzualizare disponibilă - 2019 |
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Alarum ALENÇON Anne bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death doth Duch duke of York earl Edward Eliz England Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fight folio France friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath hear heart heaven Henry VI Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade Kath King HENRY lady live lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam majesty Malone Margaret modern editors Murd never noble old copies peace Plantagenet pray prince quartos read queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE Shakespeare shalt soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stage-direction Steevens Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast Tower traitor True Tragedy unto Warwick words
Pasaje populare
Pagina 576 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr...
Pagina 271 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Pagina 190 - Cade. Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer. All the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass.
Pagina 568 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Pagina 10 - HUNG be the heavens with black , yield day to night! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky ; And with them scourge the bad revolting stars, That have consented unto Henry's death ! Henry the fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Pagina 351 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Pagina 270 - God, methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times: So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many...
Pagina 379 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea ; Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes, ) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Pagina 378 - That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.