The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.]. |
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Sivu 20
... rest , that is the rendezvous of it . Bard . It is certain , corporal , that he is married to Nell Quickly : and , certainly , she did you wrong ; for you were troth - plight to her . Nym . I cannot tell ; things must be as they may ...
... rest , that is the rendezvous of it . Bard . It is certain , corporal , that he is married to Nell Quickly : and , certainly , she did you wrong ; for you were troth - plight to her . Nym . I cannot tell ; things must be as they may ...
Sivu 73
... rest , cramm'd with distressful bread : Never sees horrid night , the child of hell ; But , like a lackey , from the rise to set , Sweats in the eye of Phoebus , and all night Sleeps in Elysium ; next day , after dawn , Doth rise , and ...
... rest , cramm'd with distressful bread : Never sees horrid night , the child of hell ; But , like a lackey , from the rise to set , Sweats in the eye of Phoebus , and all night Sleeps in Elysium ; next day , after dawn , Doth rise , and ...
Sivu 96
... rest are princes , barons , lords , knights , ' squires , And gentlemen of blood and quality . The names of those their nobles that lie dead , - Charles Delabreth , high constable of France ; Jaques of Chatillon , admiral of France ...
... rest are princes , barons , lords , knights , ' squires , And gentlemen of blood and quality . The names of those their nobles that lie dead , - Charles Delabreth , high constable of France ; Jaques of Chatillon , admiral of France ...
Sivu 113
... rest : And , thereupon , give me your daughter . Fr. King . Take her , fair son ; and from her blood raise up Issue to me that the contending kingdoms Of France and 7 I SC . II . 113 KING HENRY V. many a fair French city, for one fair ...
... rest : And , thereupon , give me your daughter . Fr. King . Take her , fair son ; and from her blood raise up Issue to me that the contending kingdoms Of France and 7 I SC . II . 113 KING HENRY V. many a fair French city, for one fair ...
Sivu 121
... rest your minds in peace ! Let's to the altar : -heralds , wait on us : - Instead of gold , we'll offer up our arms : Since arms avail not , now that Henry's dead . Posterity , await for wretched years , When at their mothers ' moisten ...
... rest your minds in peace ! Let's to the altar : -heralds , wait on us : - Instead of gold , we'll offer up our arms : Since arms avail not , now that Henry's dead . Posterity , await for wretched years , When at their mothers ' moisten ...
Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
Alarum Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse Dauphin dead death doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England English Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight France French friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand Harfleur hath hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade Kath king's lady liege live look lord LORD CHAMBERLAIN lord Hastings madam majesty Margaret Mess Murd ne'er never noble peace Pist Plantagenet pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor uncle unto Warwick
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Sivu 332 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many Summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Sivu 120 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion. Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature. Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them— Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace. Have no delight to pass away the time. Unless to see my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity.
Sivu 314 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill. It will be proved to thy face that thou hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian ear can endure to hear.
Sivu 335 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I...
Sivu 43 - O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate...
Sivu 336 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the king ; And...
Sivu 335 - Mark but my fall and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Sivu 78 - God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Sivu 120 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity : And therefore — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these davs.
Sivu 113 - And so I was ; which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother : And this word love, which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me ; I am myself alone.