King Henry The Sixth, Osa 1Blackie, 1907 - 126 sivua |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 7
Sivu 16
... MORTIMER , EARL OF MARCH . SIR JOHN FALSTAFFE . SIR WILLIAM LUCY . SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE . SIR TH GARGRAVE , Mayor of London , WOODVILE , Lieutenant of the Tower . VERNON , of the White Rose or York faction . BASSET , of the Red Rose or ...
... MORTIMER , EARL OF MARCH . SIR JOHN FALSTAFFE . SIR WILLIAM LUCY . SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE . SIR TH GARGRAVE , Mayor of London , WOODVILE , Lieutenant of the Tower . VERNON , of the White Rose or York faction . BASSET , of the Red Rose or ...
Sivu 57
... Mortimer , brought in a chair , and Gaolers . Mortimer . Kind keepers of my weak decaying age , Let dying Mortimer here rest himself . Even like a man new haled from the rack , So fare my limbs with long imprisonment ; And these Scene 5 ...
... Mortimer , brought in a chair , and Gaolers . Mortimer . Kind keepers of my weak decaying age , Let dying Mortimer here rest himself . Even like a man new haled from the rack , So fare my limbs with long imprisonment ; And these Scene 5 ...
Sivu 58
... Mortimer . These eyes , like lamps whose wasting oil is spent , Wax dim , as drawing to their exigent ; Weak shoulders , overborne with burthening grief , 10 And pithless arms , like to a ' withered vine That droops his sapless branches ...
... Mortimer . These eyes , like lamps whose wasting oil is spent , Wax dim , as drawing to their exigent ; Weak shoulders , overborne with burthening grief , 10 And pithless arms , like to a ' withered vine That droops his sapless branches ...
Sivu 59
... Mortimer . Richard Plantagenet , my friend , is he come ? Plantagenet . Ay , noble uncle ! thus ignobly used , Your nephew , late despised Richard , comes . Mortimer . Direct mine arms , I may embrace his neck , And in his bosom spend ...
... Mortimer . Richard Plantagenet , my friend , is he come ? Plantagenet . Ay , noble uncle ! thus ignobly used , Your nephew , late despised Richard , comes . Mortimer . Direct mine arms , I may embrace his neck , And in his bosom spend ...
Sivu 60
... Mortimer . I will , if that my fading breath permit , And death approach not ere my tale be done . Henry the Fourth , grandfather to this king , Deposed his nephew Richard , Edward's son , The first - begotten and the lawful heir Of ...
... Mortimer . I will , if that my fading breath permit , And death approach not ere my tale be done . Henry the Fourth , grandfather to this king , Deposed his nephew Richard , Edward's son , The first - begotten and the lawful heir Of ...
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alarum Alençon arms Basset BASTARD of Orleans Bedford BISHOP OF WINCHESTER blood Bourdeaux brave captain Countess cowards crave crown dare Dauphin dead death doth Drum Duke of Alençon Duke of Anjou Duke of Burgundy DUKE OF GLOUCESTER Duke of York Earl enemies England English Enter CHARLES Enter TALBOT Exeter Exeunt Exit Falstaffe farewell fear fight French friends Gargrave gates give glory grace gracious hand hast hath heart heaven Henry the Sixth Henry's honour Joan de Pucelle John knight Lord Protector Lord Talbot madam majesty Margaret Mayor Messenger methinks Mortimer ne'er noble peace plays pluck prince prisoner Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET Rouen Saint Salisbury SCENE scorn Serving-man shame siege Sir John Falstaffe soldiers Somerset soul Speak spirit stay Suffolk sweet sword thee thou art thou canst thou shalt thou wilt thy father thy foes Tower town uncle unto valiant Vernon warlike Warwick white rose ΙΟ
Suositut otteet
Sivu 30 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Sivu 57 - Will I upon thy party wear this rose : And here I prophesy ; — This brawl to-day Grown to this faction, in the Temple garden, Shall send, between the red rose and the white, A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
Sivu 53 - Let him, that is a trueborn gentleman, And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth, From off this briar pluck a white rose with me-. Som. Let him that is no coward, nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
Sivu 17 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death!