Henry VJames Forsyth, Leadenhall Street, and John Greig, High Street, Edinburgh, 1811 |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 56
Sivu 6
... sweet and honeyed sentences ; So that the art and practick part of life Must be the mistress to this theorick : Which is a wonder , how his grace should glean it , Since his addiction was to courses vain : His companies unletter'd ...
... sweet and honeyed sentences ; So that the art and practick part of life Must be the mistress to this theorick : Which is a wonder , how his grace should glean it , Since his addiction was to courses vain : His companies unletter'd ...
Sivu 22
... 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 . it Nym . The king is a good king : but it must be as ...
... 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 . it Nym . The king is a good king : but it must be as ...
Sivu 23
... sweet shade of your government . Grey . Even 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 thank ...
... sweet shade of your government . Grey . Even 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 thank ...
Sivu 28
... 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 is dead , And we must yearn therefore ...
... 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 is dead , And we must yearn therefore ...
Sivu 38
... sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! -your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt Nym , Pistol , and Bardolph , fol- lowed by Fluellen . Boy . As young as I am , I have observed these three swashers . I am boy to them all three but ...
... sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! -your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt Nym , Pistol , and Bardolph , fol- lowed by Fluellen . Boy . As young as I am , I have observed these three swashers . I am boy to them all three but ...
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
Alarum Alençon arms art thou bear blood brave brother Burgundy Cade canst Char 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 eyes father fear fight France French friends give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand Harfleur hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade Kath lady liege live look lord lord protector madam majesty Mess ne'er never night noble peace Pist Plantagenet prince protector Pucelle Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt traitor uncle unto valiant Warwick wilt words
Suositut otteet
Sivu 73 - 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; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Sivu 3 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarch.s to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Sivu 36 - 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 ; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage.
Sivu 3 - On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth So great an object : Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O, the very casques, That did affright the air at Agincourt?
Sivu 347 - So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself ; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Sivu 91 - 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 by 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 ! much more (and much more cause) Did they this Harry.
Sivu 143 - 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 346 - Would I were dead ! if God's good will were so : For what is in this world, but grief and woe ? 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...
Sivu 28 - 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 13 - 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 ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...