The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volumul 4Harper & Bros., 1839 |
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Pagina 17
... dead , And with your puissant arm renew their feats : You are their heir , you sit upon their throne ; The blood and courage , that renowned them , Runs in your veins ; and my thrice - puissant liege Is in the very May - morn of his ...
... dead , And with your puissant arm renew their feats : You are their heir , you sit upon their throne ; The blood and courage , that renowned them , Runs in your veins ; and my thrice - puissant liege Is in the very May - morn of his ...
Pagina 31
... , bristle thy courage up ; for Falstaff he is dead , And we must yearn therefore . [ 5 ] Mr. Ritson recommends the omission of this word , which deforms the mea- sure . STEEVENS . Bard . ' Would , I were with him , ACT II . 31 KING HENRY V.
... , bristle thy courage up ; for Falstaff he is dead , And we must yearn therefore . [ 5 ] Mr. Ritson recommends the omission of this word , which deforms the mea- sure . STEEVENS . Bard . ' Would , I were with him , ACT II . 31 KING HENRY V.
Pagina 37
... dead men's blood , the pining maidens ' groans , For husbands , fathers , and betrothed lovers , That shall be swallow'd in this controversy . This is his claim , his threat'ning , and my message ; Unless the dauphin be in presence here ...
... dead men's blood , the pining maidens ' groans , For husbands , fathers , and betrothed lovers , That shall be swallow'd in this controversy . This is his claim , his threat'ning , and my message ; Unless the dauphin be in presence here ...
Pagina 38
... dead midnight , still , Guarded with grandsires , babies , and old women , Either past , or not arriv'd to , pith and puissance : For who is he , whose chin is but enrich'd With one appearing hair , that will not follow These cull'd and ...
... dead midnight , still , Guarded with grandsires , babies , and old women , Either past , or not arriv'd to , pith and puissance : For who is he , whose chin is but enrich'd With one appearing hair , that will not follow These cull'd and ...
Pagina 51
... dead , we did but sleep ; Advantage is a better soldier , than rashness . Tell him , we could have rebuked him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an injury , till it were full ripe - now we speak upon our cue , and our ...
... dead , we did but sleep ; Advantage is a better soldier , than rashness . Tell him , we could have rebuked him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an injury , till it were full ripe - now we speak upon our cue , and our ...
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Alarum Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England English Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight France French friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade JOHNSON Kath King HENRY king's lady liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam majesty MALONE Margaret ne'er never noble peace Pist Plantagenet pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak STEEVENS Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor uncle unto Warwick words
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Pagina 8 - 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 494 - em, if thou canst : leave working. Song. Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Pagina 39 - 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.
Pagina 536 - This royal infant, (Heaven still move about her!) Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Which time shall bring to ripeness. She shall be (But few now living can behold that goodness) A pattern to all princes living with her, And all that shall succeed : Saba was never More covetous of wisdom, and fair virtue, Than this pure soul shall be...
Pagina 372 - As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main. O Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears ! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl. Inestimable stones, unvalu'd jewels, All...
Pagina 509 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...