Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagini |
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Pagina 4
... bear him , And if she did play false , the fault was hers ; Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands That marry wives . Tell me , how if my brother , Who , as you say , took pains to get this son , Had of your father claim'd this ...
... bear him , And if she did play false , the fault was hers ; Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands That marry wives . Tell me , how if my brother , Who , as you say , took pains to get this son , Had of your father claim'd this ...
Pagina 5
... bear his name whose form thou Kneel thou down Philip , but rise more great , Arise sir Richard and Plantagenet . [ bear'st : Bast . Brother by the mother's side , give me your hand : My father gave me honour , yours gave land . Now ...
... bear his name whose form thou Kneel thou down Philip , but rise more great , Arise sir Richard and Plantagenet . [ bear'st : Bast . Brother by the mother's side , give me your hand : My father gave me honour , yours gave land . Now ...
Pagina 13
... bear , Save in aspect , hath all offence seal'd up ; Our cannons ' malice vainly shall be spent Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven ; And with a blessed and unvex'd retire , With unhack'd swords and helmets all unbruised , We will ...
... bear , Save in aspect , hath all offence seal'd up ; Our cannons ' malice vainly shall be spent Against the invulnerable clouds of heaven ; And with a blessed and unvex'd retire , With unhack'd swords and helmets all unbruised , We will ...
Pagina 36
... bear out the deed . Hub . Uncleanly scruples ! fear not you : look to ' t . [ Exeunt Executioners . Young lad , come forth ; I have to say with you . Enter Arthur . Arth . Good morrow , Hubert . Hub . Arth . As little prince , having so ...
... bear out the deed . Hub . Uncleanly scruples ! fear not you : look to ' t . [ Exeunt Executioners . Young lad , come forth ; I have to say with you . Enter Arthur . Arth . Good morrow , Hubert . Hub . Arth . As little prince , having so ...
Pagina 41
... bear the shears of destiny ? Have I commandment on the pulse of life ? Sal . It is apparent foul - play ; and ' tis shame That greatness should so grossly offer it : So thrive it in your game ! and so , farewell . Pem . Stay yet , Lord ...
... bear the shears of destiny ? Have I commandment on the pulse of life ? Sal . It is apparent foul - play ; and ' tis shame That greatness should so grossly offer it : So thrive it in your game ! and so , farewell . Pem . Stay yet , Lord ...
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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.