First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Third part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) King Edward IV, by Heywood. King Richard III, by Shakespeare. Perkin Warbeck, by Ford. King Henry VIII, by Shakespeare and FletcherMacmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 |
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Pagina 8
... hast dishonour'd me . Think not , although in writing I preferr'd The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes , That therefore I have forg'd , or am not able Verbatim to rehearse the method of them : No , prelate ; such is thy audacious ...
... hast dishonour'd me . Think not , although in writing I preferr'd The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes , That therefore I have forg'd , or am not able Verbatim to rehearse the method of them : No , prelate ; such is thy audacious ...
Pagina 15
... hast astonish'd me with thy high terms ; Only this proof I'll of thy valour make , —— In single combat thou shalt buckle with me : And if thou vanquishest thy words are true ; I otherwise renounce all confidence . Puc . I am prepar'd ...
... hast astonish'd me with thy high terms ; Only this proof I'll of thy valour make , —— In single combat thou shalt buckle with me : And if thou vanquishest thy words are true ; I otherwise renounce all confidence . Puc . I am prepar'd ...
Pagina 16
... hast at once subdued . Excellent Pucelle , if thy name be so , Let me thy servant , and not sovereign , be ; ' Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus . Puc . I must not yield to any rites of love , For my profession's sacred from ...
... hast at once subdued . Excellent Pucelle , if thy name be so , Let me thy servant , and not sovereign , be ; ' Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus . Puc . I must not yield to any rites of love , For my profession's sacred from ...
Pagina 23
... hast by tyranny these many years Wasted our country , slain our citizens And sent our sons and husbands captivate . Tal . Ha , ha , ha ! Count . Laughest thou , wretch ? thy mirth shall turn to moan . Tal . I laugh to see your ladyship ...
... hast by tyranny these many years Wasted our country , slain our citizens And sent our sons and husbands captivate . Tal . Ha , ha , ha ! Count . Laughest thou , wretch ? thy mirth shall turn to moan . Tal . I laugh to see your ladyship ...
Pagina 26
... hast given her woeful breast ! O , turn thy edged sword another way ; Strike those that hurt , and hurt not those that help ! One drop of blood , drawn from thy country's bosom , Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign gore ...
... hast given her woeful breast ! O , turn thy edged sword another way ; Strike those that hurt , and hurt not those that help ! One drop of blood , drawn from thy country's bosom , Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign gore ...
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First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI ... Thomas Donovan Vizualizare completă - 1896 |
First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI ... Thomas Donovan Vizualizare completă - 1896 |
First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI ... Thomas Donovan Vizualizare completă - 1896 |
Termeni și expresii frecvente
blood brother Buck Buckingham Burgundy Cade cardinal CATESBY Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Constable of France cousin crown DALYELL daughter death dost doth Duch Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Eliz enemy England Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear France friends Gent give Gloster grace gracious hand hath hear heart heaven Hobs honour house of York Hunt Jack Cade Jane JANE SHORE Kath King Edward king's lady leave live LORD CHAMBERLAIN Lord Hastings madam majesty Margaret master Mess Messenger Mistress Shore Murd ne'er never noble pardon peace PERKIN WARBECK pity pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET royal Salisbury SCENE Sellinger soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet Talbot tanner tell thank thee There's thine thou art thou hast traitor unto URSWICK Warwick wife words
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Pagina 249 - Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Pagina 255 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Pagina 451 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Pagina 95 - Be brave, then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny ; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer...
Pagina 451 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have. And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pagina 134 - 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 waits on him.
Pagina 256 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Pagina 256 - And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy, And, in my company, my brother Gloster : Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches, thence we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster, That had befallen us.
Pagina 453 - And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,— Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Pagina 133 - So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself ; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...