The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 29
... thee ? Host . Marry , if thou wert an honest man , thyself , and the money too . Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel - gilt goblet3 , sitting in my Dolphin - chamber , at the round table , by a sea - coal fire , upon Wednesday in ...
... thee ? Host . Marry , if thou wert an honest man , thyself , and the money too . Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel - gilt goblet3 , sitting in my Dolphin - chamber , at the round table , by a sea - coal fire , upon Wednesday in ...
Pagina 33
... thee , it is not meet that I should be sad , now my father is sick albeit I could tell to thee , ( as to one it pleases me , for fault of a better , to call my friend , ) I could be sad , and sad in- deed too . Poins . Very hardly ...
... thee , it is not meet that I should be sad , now my father is sick albeit I could tell to thee , ( as to one it pleases me , for fault of a better , to call my friend , ) I could be sad , and sad in- deed too . Poins . Very hardly ...
Pagina 36
... thee , I commend thee , and I leave thee . Be not too familiar with Poins ; for he misuses thy favours so much , that he swears , thou art to marry his sister Nell . Repent at idle times as thou may'st , and so farewell . Thine , by yea ...
... thee , I commend thee , and I leave thee . Be not too familiar with Poins ; for he misuses thy favours so much , that he swears , thou art to marry his sister Nell . Repent at idle times as thou may'st , and so farewell . Thine , by yea ...
Pagina 45
... thee , go down , good ancient . Fal . Hark thee hither , mistress Doll . - Pist . Not I tell thee what , corporal Bardolph ; — I could tear her : I'll be revenged on her . Page . Pray thee , go down . Pist . I'll see her damned first ...
... thee , go down , good ancient . Fal . Hark thee hither , mistress Doll . - Pist . Not I tell thee what , corporal Bardolph ; — I could tear her : I'll be revenged on her . Page . Pray thee , go down . Pist . I'll see her damned first ...
Pagina 47
... thee , Jack , I pray thee , do not draw . Fal . Get you down stairs . [ Drawing , and driving PISTOL out . Host . Here's a goodly tumult ! I'll forswear keeping house , afore I'll be in these tirrits and frights . So ; murder , I ...
... thee , Jack , I pray thee , do not draw . Fal . Get you down stairs . [ Drawing , and driving PISTOL out . Host . Here's a goodly tumult ! I'll forswear keeping house , afore I'll be in these tirrits and frights . So ; murder , I ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Alarum arms Bard Bardolph bear blood brother Cade captain Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward England English Enter King HENRY Exeter Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fight France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade JOHNSON liege live look lord lord protector majesty MALONE Margaret master never night noble Northumberland peace Pist Pistol play Poins pray prince PUCELLE queen Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Shal shame sir John sir John Falstaff soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor unto valiant Warwick wilt words
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Pagina 167 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Pagina 129 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Pagina 141 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Pagina 168 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and upon this charge Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Pagina 54 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king?
Pagina 168 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Pagina 208 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd : This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he, to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er...
Pagina 15 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more than I invent, or is invented on me: I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Pagina 507 - 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 54 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...