The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.]. |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 89
Sivu 23
... Sweet men , come to him . Nym . The king hath run bad humours on the knight , that's the even of it . Pist . Nym , thou hast spoke the right ; His heart is fracted , and corroborate . Nym . The king is a good king : but it must be as it ...
... Sweet men , come to him . Nym . The king hath run bad humours on the knight , that's the even of it . Pist . Nym , thou hast spoke the right ; His heart is fracted , and corroborate . Nym . The king is a good king : but it must be as it ...
Sivu 25
... sweet shade of your government . Grey . True : those that were your father's enemies Have steep'd their galls in honey ; and do serve you With hearts create of duty and of zeal . K. Hen . We therefore have great cause of thankfulness ...
... sweet shade of your government . Grey . True : those that were your father's enemies Have steep'd their galls in honey ; and do serve you With hearts create of duty and of zeal . K. Hen . We therefore have great cause of thankfulness ...
Sivu 30
... sweet husband , let me bring thee to Staines . Pist . No ; for my manly heart doth yearn . Bardolph , be blithe . - Nym , rouse thy vaunting veins ; Boy , bristle thy courage up ; for Falstaff he 30 ACT II . KING HENRY V.
... sweet husband , let me bring thee to Staines . Pist . No ; for my manly heart doth yearn . Bardolph , be blithe . - Nym , rouse thy vaunting veins ; Boy , bristle thy courage up ; for Falstaff he 30 ACT II . KING HENRY V.
Sivu 41
... sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! —your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt NYM , PISTOL , and Bardolph , followed by FLUELLEN . Boy . As young as I am , I have observed these three swashers . I am boy to them all three but all ...
... sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! —your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt NYM , PISTOL , and Bardolph , followed by FLUELLEN . Boy . As young as I am , I have observed these three swashers . I am boy to them all three but all ...
Sivu 64
... sweet majesty ; That every wretch , pining and pale before , Beholding him , plucks comfort from his looks : A largess universal , like the sun , His liberal eye doth give to every one , Thawing cold fear , that mean and gentle all ...
... sweet majesty ; That every wretch , pining and pale before , Beholding him , plucks comfort from his looks : A largess universal , like the sun , His liberal eye doth give to every one , Thawing cold fear , that mean and gentle all ...
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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.