Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagini |
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Pagina 17
... beauty , Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch If zealous love should go in search of virtue , Where should he find it purer than in Blanch ? If love ambitious sought a match of birth , Whose veins bound richer blood than Lady ...
... beauty , Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch If zealous love should go in search of virtue , Where should he find it purer than in Blanch ? If love ambitious sought a match of birth , Whose veins bound richer blood than Lady ...
Pagina 19
... beauty read ' I love , ' Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen : For Anjou , and fair Touraine , Maine , Poictiers , And all that we upon this side the sea , Except this city now by us besieged , Find liable to our crown and dignity ...
... beauty read ' I love , ' Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen : For Anjou , and fair Touraine , Maine , Poictiers , And all that we upon this side the sea , Except this city now by us besieged , Find liable to our crown and dignity ...
Pagina 34
... beauty from his cheek And he will look as hollow as a ghost , As dim and meagre as an ague's fit , And so he'll die ; and , rising so again , When I shall meet him in the court of heaven I shall not know him : therefore never , never ...
... beauty from his cheek And he will look as hollow as a ghost , As dim and meagre as an ague's fit , And so he'll die ; and , rising so again , When I shall meet him in the court of heaven I shall not know him : therefore never , never ...
Pagina 47
... beauty to a grave , Found it too precious - princely for a grave . Sal . Sir Richard , what think you ? have you beheld , Or have you read or heard ? or could you think ? Or do you almost think , although you see , That you do see ...
... beauty to a grave , Found it too precious - princely for a grave . Sal . Sir Richard , what think you ? have you beheld , Or have you read or heard ? or could you think ? Or do you almost think , although you see , That you do see ...
Pagina 94
... beauty of a fair queen's cheeks With tears drawn from her eyes by your foul Myself , a prince by fortune of my birth , Near to the king in blood , and near in love Till you did make him misinterpret me , Have stoop'd my neck under your ...
... beauty of a fair queen's cheeks With tears drawn from her eyes by your foul Myself , a prince by fortune of my birth , Near to the king in blood , and near in love Till you did make him misinterpret me , Have stoop'd my neck under your ...
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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.