The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumul 5C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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Pagina 40
... hope , we shall ) , And that we find the slothful watch but weak , I'll by a sign give notice to our friends , That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them . 1 Sold . Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city . And we be lords and ...
... hope , we shall ) , And that we find the slothful watch but weak , I'll by a sign give notice to our friends , That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them . 1 Sold . Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city . And we be lords and ...
Pagina 45
... hope of France ! Stay , let thy humble handmaid speak to thee . Bur . Speak on ; but be not over - tedious . Pue . Look on thy country , look on fertile France , And see the cities and the towns defac'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe ...
... hope of France ! Stay , let thy humble handmaid speak to thee . Bur . Speak on ; but be not over - tedious . Pue . Look on thy country , look on fertile France , And see the cities and the towns defac'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe ...
Pagina 53
... hope ere long To be presented , by your victories , With Charles , Alencon , and that traitorous rout . [ Flourish . Exeunt K. HEN . GLO . SOM . WIN . SUF . and BASSET . War . My lord of York , I promise you , the king Prettily ...
... hope ere long To be presented , by your victories , With Charles , Alencon , and that traitorous rout . [ Flourish . Exeunt K. HEN . GLO . SOM . WIN . SUF . and BASSET . War . My lord of York , I promise you , the king Prettily ...
Pagina 59
... hope that ever I will stay , If , the first hour , I shrink , and run away . Here , on my knee , I beg mortality , Rather than life preserv'd with infamy . Tal . Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in one tomb ? [ womb . John . Ay , rather ...
... hope that ever I will stay , If , the first hour , I shrink , and run away . Here , on my knee , I beg mortality , Rather than life preserv'd with infamy . Tal . Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in one tomb ? [ womb . John . Ay , rather ...
Pagina 67
... hope to have redress ? -My body shall Pay recompense , if you will grant my suit . [ They shake their heads . Cannot my body , nor blood - sacrifice , Entreat you to your wonted furtherance ? Then take my soul ; my body , soul , and all ...
... hope to have redress ? -My body shall Pay recompense , if you will grant my suit . [ They shake their heads . Cannot my body , nor blood - sacrifice , Entreat you to your wonted furtherance ? Then take my soul ; my body , soul , and all ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Alarum Anne arms art thou bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade canst CATESBY Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death dost doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight foes France friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade lady live look lord Lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty Mess Murd ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE QUEEN MARGARET Reignier Rich RICHARD PLANTAGENET Richmond Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Stan stay Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Tower traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt
Pasaje populare
Pagina 200 - O 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...
Pagina 200 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
Pagina 200 - 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 362 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Pagina 358 - I shall, despair. — There is no creature loves me ; And, if I die, no soul will pity me : — Nay, wherefore should they ? since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself.
Pagina 312 - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.
Pagina 200 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Pagina 358 - 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 259 - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute...