The works of William Shakspere. Knight's Cabinet ed., with additional notes, Volumul 6 |
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Pagina 13
... death ! King Henry the fifth , too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth . Glo . England ne'er had a king until his time . Virtue he had , deserving to command : His brandish'd sword did blind men with his ...
... death ! King Henry the fifth , too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth . Glo . England ne'er had a king until his time . Virtue he had , deserving to command : His brandish'd sword did blind men with his ...
Pagina 15
... death . Glo . Is Paris lost ? is Rouen yielded up ? If Henry were recall'd to life again , These news would cause him once more yield the ghost . Exe . How were they lost ? what treachery was us'd ? Mess . No treachery ; but want of men ...
... death . Glo . Is Paris lost ? is Rouen yielded up ? If Henry were recall'd to life again , These news would cause him once more yield the ghost . Exe . How were they lost ? what treachery was us'd ? Mess . No treachery ; but want of men ...
Pagina 23
... death the English circle ends ; Dispersed are the glories it included . Now am I like that proud insulting ship Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once . Char . Was Mahomet inspired with a dove ? Thou with an eagle art inspired then ...
... death the English circle ends ; Dispersed are the glories it included . Now am I like that proud insulting ship Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once . Char . Was Mahomet inspired with a dove ? Thou with an eagle art inspired then ...
Pagina 28
... death , Rather than I would be so pil'd - eeteem'd . * In fine , redeem'd I was as I desir'd . But , O ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart ! Whom with my bare fists I would execute , If I now had him brought into my power . Sal ...
... death , Rather than I would be so pil'd - eeteem'd . * In fine , redeem'd I was as I desir'd . But , O ! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart ! Whom with my bare fists I would execute , If I now had him brought into my power . Sal ...
Pagina 37
... death , And what a terror he had been to France . But , lords , in all our bloody massacre , I muse we met not with the dauphin's grace , His new - come champion , virtuous Joan of Arc , Nor any of his false confederates . Bed . ' T is ...
... death , And what a terror he had been to France . But , lords , in all our bloody massacre , I muse we met not with the dauphin's grace , His new - come champion , virtuous Joan of Arc , Nor any of his false confederates . Bed . ' T is ...
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Act IV Anne Appears arms bear better blood body brother Buck Buckingham Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death doth Duch duke earl Edward Eliz enemies England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fight follow Forces France friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven hence Henry highness honour hope I'll John keep king KING HENRY lady leave live look lord madam majesty Margaret means mind mother Murd never noble once peace poor prince queen rest Rich Richard SCENE soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stand stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou thou art thought Tower traitor true uncle unto Warwick wife York young
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Pagina 327 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph...
Pagina 257 - 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 353 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 182 - Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings ; but I say, 'tis the bee's wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
Pagina 352 - 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 351 - Methought that I had broken from the Tower, 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 ; there we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster That had befall'n us.
Pagina 328 - 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; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Pagina 13 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death!
Pagina 181 - But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. Cade. 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 352 - 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 wracks ; A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea.