The comedies, histories, tragedies and poems of William Shakspere, ed. by C. Knight. National ed. [6], Volumul 1 |
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Pagina 84
... horse might heave him none , " had been recited round many a hearth , from the old 66 histories . " A curious specimen of the legends of Sir Guy and Sir Bevis , from a black - letter quarto of the middle of the six- teenth century , is ...
... horse might heave him none , " had been recited round many a hearth , from the old 66 histories . " A curious specimen of the legends of Sir Guy and Sir Bevis , from a black - letter quarto of the middle of the six- teenth century , is ...
Pagina 97
... horse- litter . The representation in the following page of one form of this litter is from a drawing in the MS . History of the Kings of France ( Royal , 16 G. 6 ) , written at the commencement of the four- teenth century . In the ...
... horse- litter . The representation in the following page of one form of this litter is from a drawing in the MS . History of the Kings of France ( Royal , 16 G. 6 ) , written at the commencement of the four- teenth century . In the ...
Pagina 100
... horses and carriages . " " Yet the king himself , and a few others , escaped the violence of the waters , by following a good guide . " The Long Wash between Lynn and Boston was formerly a morass , intersected by roads of Roman ...
... horses and carriages . " " Yet the king himself , and a few others , escaped the violence of the waters , by following a good guide . " The Long Wash between Lynn and Boston was formerly a morass , intersected by roads of Roman ...
Pagina 136
... horse , to horse ! urge doubts to them that fear . WILLO . Hold out my horse , and I will first be there . SCENE II . - The same . A Room in the Palace . Enter QUEEN , BUSHY , and BAGOT . BUSHY . Madam , your majesty is too much sad ...
... horse , to horse ! urge doubts to them that fear . WILLO . Hold out my horse , and I will first be there . SCENE II . - The same . A Room in the Palace . Enter QUEEN , BUSHY , and BAGOT . BUSHY . Madam , your majesty is too much sad ...
Pagina 148
... horses ' hoofs : As a long - parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles , in meeting ; So , weeping - smiling , greet I thee , my earth , And do thee favour with my royal hands . Feed not thy sovereign's foe ...
... horses ' hoofs : As a long - parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles , in meeting ; So , weeping - smiling , greet I thee , my earth , And do thee favour with my royal hands . Feed not thy sovereign's foe ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Appears arms Arthur Aumerle BARD Bardolph BAST blood BOLING Bolingbroke brother called castle cousin crown dauphin death dost doth duke Duke of Burgundy Duke of Hereford Earl England English Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear folio France French friends Gaunt give Glendower grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven Henry IV Henry of Monmouth HISTORIES.-VOL Holinshed honour horse HOST Hotspur John of Gaunt KING HENRY King John King Richard king's knight lady Lancaster land liege lord majesty master never noble Northumberland old copies passage peace Percy PIST Pistol poet POINS prince quarto QUEEN RICH Richard II SCENE Shakspere Shakspere's SHAL sir John sir John Falstaff soldier soul speak sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue uncle unto Westmoreland word YORK
Pasaje populare
Pagina 428 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; 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 ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil...
Pagina 352 - 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? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Pagina 225 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
Pagina 286 - Tis not due yet; I would be loth to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
Pagina 275 - I saw young Harry, — with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, — Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Pagina 335 - Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly ? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us she had a good dish of prawns ; whereby thou didst desire to eat some, whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound...
Pagina 152 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Pagina 452 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. 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...
Pagina 152 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Pagina 225 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wondered at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.