Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagini |
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Pagina 45
... thought ; And you have slander'd nature in my form , Which , howsoever rude exteriorly , Is yet the cover of a fairer mind Than to be butcher of an innocent child . K. John . Doth Arthur live ? O , haste thee to the peers , Throw this ...
... thought ; And you have slander'd nature in my form , Which , howsoever rude exteriorly , Is yet the cover of a fairer mind Than to be butcher of an innocent child . K. John . Doth Arthur live ? O , haste thee to the peers , Throw this ...
Pagina 47
... thought , without this object , Form such another ? This is the very top , The height , the crest , or crest unto the crest , Of murder's arms : this is the bloodiest shame , The wildest savagery , the vilest stroke , That ever wall ...
... thought , without this object , Form such another ? This is the very top , The height , the crest , or crest unto the crest , Of murder's arms : this is the bloodiest shame , The wildest savagery , the vilest stroke , That ever wall ...
Pagina 51
... thought ; Let not the world see fear and sad distrust Govern the motion of a kingly eye : Be stirring as the time ; be fire with fire ; Threaten the threatener , and outface the brow Of bragging horror : so shall inferior eyes , That ...
... thought ; Let not the world see fear and sad distrust Govern the motion of a kingly eye : Be stirring as the time ; be fire with fire ; Threaten the threatener , and outface the brow Of bragging horror : so shall inferior eyes , That ...
Pagina 65
... thought of ill in him . Boling . Look , what I speak , my life shall prove it true ; That Mowbray hath received eight thousand nobles In name of lendings for your highness ' soldiers , The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments ...
... thought of ill in him . Boling . Look , what I speak , my life shall prove it true ; That Mowbray hath received eight thousand nobles In name of lendings for your highness ' soldiers , The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments ...
Pagina 86
... thought I think , Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink . Bushy . ' Tis nothing but conceit , my gracious lady . Queen . ' Tis nothing less : conceit is still derived From some forefather grief ; mine is not so , For nothing hath ...
... thought I think , Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink . Bushy . ' Tis nothing but conceit , my gracious lady . Queen . ' Tis nothing less : conceit is still derived From some forefather grief ; mine is not so , For nothing hath ...
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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.