The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Nide 4 |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 68
Sivu 4
Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good
hap , Add an immortal title to your Crown ! K. Rich . We thank you both , yet one
but flatters us , As well appeareth by the cause you come ; Namely , t'appeal each
...
Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good
hap , Add an immortal title to your Crown ! K. Rich . We thank you both , yet one
but flatters us , As well appeareth by the cause you come ; Namely , t'appeal each
...
Sivu 28
... Wherein thou lieft in Reputation fick ; And thou , too careless Patient as thou art
, Giv'st thy anointed body to the cure Of those physicians , that first wounded thee
: A thousand Aatt'rers sit within thy Crown , Whose compass is no bigger than ...
... Wherein thou lieft in Reputation fick ; And thou , too careless Patient as thou art
, Giv'st thy anointed body to the cure Of those physicians , that first wounded thee
: A thousand Aatt'rers sit within thy Crown , Whose compass is no bigger than ...
Sivu 34
If then we shall shake off our slavish yoak , Imp out our drooping Country's
broken wing , Redeem from broking Pawn the blemish'd Crown , Wipe off the
dust that hides our Scepter's gilt , And make high Majesty look like it self :. Away
with me ...
If then we shall shake off our slavish yoak , Imp out our drooping Country's
broken wing , Redeem from broking Pawn the blemish'd Crown , Wipe off the
dust that hides our Scepter's gilt , And make high Majesty look like it self :. Away
with me ...
Sivu 49
For every man that Bolingbroke hath prest , To lift sharp steel against our golden
Crown , Heay'n for his Richard hath in heav'nly Pay A glorious Angel ; then if
angels fight , Weak men mult fall , for heav'n still guards the Right . SC EN N E III .
For every man that Bolingbroke hath prest , To lift sharp steel against our golden
Crown , Heay'n for his Richard hath in heav'nly Pay A glorious Angel ; then if
angels fight , Weak men mult fall , for heav'n still guards the Right . SC EN N E III .
Sivu 51
White beards have arm'd their thin and hairless scalps Against thy Majesty ; boys
with women's voices Strive to speak big , and clasp their female joints In ftiff
unwieldy arms , against thy Crown : Thy very Beadfmen learn to bend their bow's
3 ...
White beards have arm'd their thin and hairless scalps Against thy Majesty ; boys
with women's voices Strive to speak big , and clasp their female joints In ftiff
unwieldy arms , against thy Crown : Thy very Beadfmen learn to bend their bow's
3 ...
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Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
againſt anſwer arms Bard Bardolph bear better blood Boling brother captain Changes comes couſin Crown dead death doth Duke Earl England Engliſh Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fall father fear fight firſt follow France French friends give Grace hand Harry haſt hath head hear heart heav'n Henry hold honour horſe I'll keep King Lady Land leave live look lord Majeſty maſter means meet moſt muſt never night noble North once peace Percy play Poins poor Pope pray Prince Pucel Queen Rich Richard ſaid ſay SCENE ſee ſelf ſet ſhall ſhe ſhould Sir John ſome ſon ſoul ſpeak ſtand ſuch ſweet ſword Talbot tell thee theſe thing thoſe thou art thought thouſand tongue true uncle unto whoſe York
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Sivu 117 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Sivu 187 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Sivu 392 - 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 52 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Sivu 411 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in: As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him!
Sivu 281 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Sivu 249 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Sivu 187 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Sivu 252 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Sivu 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...