The dramatic works of William Shakspeare. Whittingham's ed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 3
... Buckingham , Is either slain , or wounded dangerous : I cleft his beaver with a downright blow ; That this is true , father , behold his blood . [ Showing his bloody Sword . Mont . And , brother , here's the earl of. ACT I.
... Buckingham , Is either slain , or wounded dangerous : I cleft his beaver with a downright blow ; That this is true , father , behold his blood . [ Showing his bloody Sword . Mont . And , brother , here's the earl of. ACT I.
Pagina 71
... Buckingham , Northampton , and in Leicestershire , shalt find Men well inclin'd to hear what thou command'st : - And thou , brave Oxford , wondrous well belov'd , In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.— My sovereign , with the ...
... Buckingham , Northampton , and in Leicestershire , shalt find Men well inclin'd to hear what thou command'st : - And thou , brave Oxford , wondrous well belov'd , In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.— My sovereign , with the ...
Pagina 2
... Buckingham . " Duke of Norfolk : Earl of Surry , his Son . Earl Rivers , Brother to King Edward's Queen . Marquis of Dorset , and Lord Grey , her Sons . Earl of Oxford . Lord Hastings . Lord Stanley . Lord Lovel . Sir Thomas Vaughan ...
... Buckingham . " Duke of Norfolk : Earl of Surry , his Son . Earl Rivers , Brother to King Edward's Queen . Marquis of Dorset , and Lord Grey , her Sons . Earl of Oxford . Lord Hastings . Lord Stanley . Lord Lovel . Sir Thomas Vaughan ...
Pagina 15
... BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY . Grey . Here come the lords of Buckingham and Stanley . Buck . Good time of day unto your royal grace ! Stan . God make your majesty joyful as you have been ! Q. Eliz . The countess Richmond , good my lord of ...
... BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY . Grey . Here come the lords of Buckingham and Stanley . Buck . Good time of day unto your royal grace ! Stan . God make your majesty joyful as you have been ! Q. Eliz . The countess Richmond , good my lord of ...
Pagina 22
... Buckingham , I kiss thy hand , In sign of league and amity with thee : Now fair befal thee , and thy noble house ! Thy garments are not spotted with our blood , Nor thou within the compass of my curse . Buck . Nor no one here ; for ...
... Buckingham , I kiss thy hand , In sign of league and amity with thee : Now fair befal thee , and thy noble house ! Thy garments are not spotted with our blood , Nor thou within the compass of my curse . Buck . Nor no one here ; for ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Alcib Alcibiades Anne Apem Apemantus bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Clifford Cres Cressid crown death Diomed dost doth Duch duke duke of York Edward Eliz Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear Flav fool fortune friends Gent gentle give Gloster gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Henry honour house of Lancaster i'the Kath king lady live look Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings lord Timon lordship Lucullus madam Menelaus Murd ne'er never noble o'the Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace pity Poet pr'ythee pray Priam prince queen Rich Richard SCENE Serv Servant soul speak Surry sweet sword tell thee Ther There's Thersites thine thou art thou hast thyself Troilus Trojan Troy Ulyss unto Warwick York
Pasaje populare
Pagina 17 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And hark, what discord follows ! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe...
Pagina 33 - 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.
Pagina 56 - O'errun and trampled on : then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'ertop yours ; For time is like a fashionable host That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Pagina 63 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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...
Pagina 7 - Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant. Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
Pagina 16 - Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, And posts, like the commandment of a king, Sans check, to good and bad : but when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues and what portents! what mutiny! What raging of the...
Pagina 73 - Fie, fie upon her ! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Pagina 59 - 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 101 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Pagina 28 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Which once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover ; thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.