Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagini |
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Pagina 1
... follows if we disallow of this ? Chat . The proud control of fierce and bloody war , To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld . K. John . Here have we war for war and blood for blood , Controlment for controlment : so answer France ...
... follows if we disallow of this ? Chat . The proud control of fierce and bloody war , To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld . K. John . Here have we war for war and blood for blood , Controlment for controlment : so answer France ...
Pagina 4
... follow me ? I am a soldier and now bound to France . Bast . Brother , take you my land , I'll take my chance . Your face hath got five hundred pound a year , Yet sell your face for five pence and ' tis dear . Madam , I'll follow you ...
... follow me ? I am a soldier and now bound to France . Bast . Brother , take you my land , I'll take my chance . Your face hath got five hundred pound a year , Yet sell your face for five pence and ' tis dear . Madam , I'll follow you ...
Pagina 8
... follow arms . Const . O , take his mother's thanks , a widow's thanks , Till your strong hand shall help to give him strength To make a more requital to your love ! Aust . The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords In such a ...
... follow arms . Const . O , take his mother's thanks , a widow's thanks , Till your strong hand shall help to give him strength To make a more requital to your love ! Aust . The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords In such a ...
Pagina 34
... follow her . do . Lew . There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice - told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste , That it yields nought but ...
... follow her . do . Lew . There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice - told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste , That it yields nought but ...
Pagina 49
... follow me with speed : I'll to the king : A thousand businesses are brief in hand , And heaven itself doth frown upon the land . [ Exeunt . ACT V - SCENE I King John's palace . Enter 49 Death of King John [ Act IV , Sc . iii.
... follow me with speed : I'll to the king : A thousand businesses are brief in hand , And heaven itself doth frown upon the land . [ Exeunt . ACT V - SCENE I King John's palace . Enter 49 Death of King John [ Act IV , Sc . iii.
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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.