Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagini |
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Pagina 68
... Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art one , Were as seven vials of his sacred blood , Or seven fair branches springing from one root : Some of those seven are dried by nature's course , Some of those branches by the Destinies cut ...
... Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art one , Were as seven vials of his sacred blood , Or seven fair branches springing from one root : Some of those seven are dried by nature's course , Some of those branches by the Destinies cut ...
Pagina 81
... Edward's son , This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head Should run thy head from thy unreverent shoulders . Gaunt . O , spare me not , my brother Edward's son , For that I was his father Edward's son ; That blood already , like the ...
... Edward's son , This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head Should run thy head from thy unreverent shoulders . Gaunt . O , spare me not , my brother Edward's son , For that I was his father Edward's son ; That blood already , like the ...
Pagina 82
... Edward's sons , Of whom thy father , Prince of Wales , was first : In war was never lion raged more fierce , In peace was never gentle lamb more mild , Than was that young and princely gentleman . His face thou hast , for even so look'd ...
... Edward's sons , Of whom thy father , Prince of Wales , was first : In war was never lion raged more fierce , In peace was never gentle lamb more mild , Than was that young and princely gentleman . His face thou hast , for even so look'd ...
Pagina 255
... Edward , sick'd and died . War . Speak lower , princes , for the king recovers . Glou . This apoplexy will certain be his end . King . I pray you , take me up , and bear me hence Into some other chamber : softly , pray . SCENE V Another ...
... Edward , sick'd and died . War . Speak lower , princes , for the king recovers . Glou . This apoplexy will certain be his end . King . I pray you , take me up , and bear me hence Into some other chamber : softly , pray . SCENE V Another ...
Pagina 277
... Edward , his great - grandfather . Ely . What was the impediment that broke this off ? Cant . The French ambassador upon that instant Craved audience ; and the hour , I think , is come To give him hearing : is it four o'clock ? Ely . It ...
... Edward , his great - grandfather . Ely . What was the impediment that broke this off ? Cant . The French ambassador upon that instant Craved audience ; and the hour , I think , is come To give him hearing : is it four o'clock ? Ely . It ...
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Alarum arms art thou Bardolph Bast bear blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Clar Clarence cousin crown dead death dost doth Duch Duke Duke of Gloucester Duke of York Earl Edward Eliz England Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fight France friends gentle give Glou Gloucester grace grief hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry honour house of Lancaster Jack Cade Kath Lady liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings madam majesty master Murd ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Pist Poins poor pray Prince Prince of Wales queen Reignier Rich Richard SCENE shame Sir John soldiers Somerset sorrow soul speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thyself tongue traitor uncle unto Warwick weep wilt words York
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Pagina 829 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving. Thyself thou...
Pagina 60 - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Pagina 821 - Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays ? O fearful meditation ! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Pagina 832 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you ; you pattern of all those.