The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Henry IV, pt. 2. Henry V. Henry VI, pts. 1-3Hilliard, Gray,, 1839 |
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Sivu 6
... . Tell thou the earl , That the lord Bardolph doth attend him here . Port . His lordship is walked forth into the orchard . 1 Northumberland's castle . Please it your honor , knock but at the gate 6 [ ACT I. SECOND PART OF.
... . Tell thou the earl , That the lord Bardolph doth attend him here . Port . His lordship is walked forth into the orchard . 1 Northumberland's castle . Please it your honor , knock but at the gate 6 [ ACT I. SECOND PART OF.
Sivu 9
... doth my son , and brother ? Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy cheek Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy ... doth sin , that doth belie the dead SC . I. ] 9 KING HENRY IV .
... doth my son , and brother ? Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy cheek Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy ... doth sin , that doth belie the dead SC . I. ] 9 KING HENRY IV .
Sivu 10
William Shakespeare. And he doth sin , that doth belie the dead ; Not he , which says the dead is not alive . Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell ...
William Shakespeare. And he doth sin , that doth belie the dead ; Not he , which says the dead is not alive . Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell ...
Sivu 11
... doth you wrong , my lord.3 Bard . Sweet earl , divorce not wisdom from your honor . Mor . The lives of all your loving complices Lean on your health ; the which , if you give o'er 1 Grief , in the latter part of this line , is used , in ...
... doth you wrong , my lord.3 Bard . Sweet earl , divorce not wisdom from your honor . Mor . The lives of all your loving complices Lean on your health ; the which , if you give o'er 1 Grief , in the latter part of this line , is used , in ...
Sivu 13
... doth enlarge his rising with the blood Of fair king Richard , scraped from Pomfret stones ; Derives from Heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And ...
... doth enlarge his rising with the blood Of fair king Richard , scraped from Pomfret stones ; Derives from Heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And ...
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Alarum arms Bard Bardolph blood brother Cade captain Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown dauphin dead death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward enemy England English Enter KING HENRY Exeter Exeunt Exit Falstaff father fear fight folio follow France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur hath head hear heart Heaven Henry's Holinshed honor house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade King Henry VI lady Lancaster liege live look lord majesty Margaret master never night noble Northumberland old play peace Pist Pistol Poins pray prince PUCELLE quarto queen Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Shal sir John soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor unto valiant Warwick Westmoreland wilt words
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Sivu 52 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Sivu 127 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Sivu 152 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Sivu 190 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say, "To-morrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say "These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Sivu 144 - Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's in Arthur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child ; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Sivu 190 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered, We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother.
Sivu 472 - 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.
Sivu 28 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
Sivu 399 - Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty! CADE I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
Sivu 535 - 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.