The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, Nide 5 |
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Sivu 7
Besides I say , and will in battle prove , Or here , or elsewhere , to the furthest
verge That ever was survey'd by English eye ,That all the treasons , for these
eighteen years Complotted and contrived in this land , Fetch from false Mowbray
their ...
Besides I say , and will in battle prove , Or here , or elsewhere , to the furthest
verge That ever was survey'd by English eye ,That all the treasons , for these
eighteen years Complotted and contrived in this land , Fetch from false Mowbray
their ...
Sivu 8
Mowbray , impartial are our eyes , and ears : Were he my brother , nay , my
kingdom's heir , ( As he is but my father's brother's son , ) Now by my scepter's
awe ? I make a vow , Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blood Should
nothing ...
Mowbray , impartial are our eyes , and ears : Were he my brother , nay , my
kingdom's heir , ( As he is but my father's brother's son , ) Now by my scepter's
awe ? I make a vow , Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blood Should
nothing ...
Sivu 13
... leave of thee takes my weeping eye . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . Gosford - Green
near Coventry . Lifts set out , and a throne . Heralds , & c . attending . Enter the
Lord Marshal ? and AUMERLE . Mar. My lord Aumerle , is Harry Hereford arm'd ?
... leave of thee takes my weeping eye . [ Exeunt . SCENE III . Gosford - Green
near Coventry . Lifts set out , and a throne . Heralds , & c . attending . Enter the
Lord Marshal ? and AUMERLE . Mar. My lord Aumerle , is Harry Hereford arm'd ?
Sivu 15
Cousin of Hereford , as thy cause is right , So be thy fortune in this royal fight !
Farewell , my blood ; which if to - day thou shed , Lament we may , but not
revenge thee dead . Boling . Boling . O , let no noble eye profane a KING
RICHARD II . 35.
Cousin of Hereford , as thy cause is right , So be thy fortune in this royal fight !
Farewell , my blood ; which if to - day thou shed , Lament we may , but not
revenge thee dead . Boling . Boling . O , let no noble eye profane a KING
RICHARD II . 35.
Sivu 16
O , let no noble eye profane a tear For me , if I be gor'd with Mowbray's spear : As
confident , as is the falcon's flight Against a bird , do I with Mowbray fight.My
loving lord , [ to Lord Marsh . ] I take my leave of you ;Of you , my noble cousin ,
lord ...
O , let no noble eye profane a tear For me , if I be gor'd with Mowbray's spear : As
confident , as is the falcon's flight Against a bird , do I with Mowbray fight.My
loving lord , [ to Lord Marsh . ] I take my leave of you ;Of you , my noble cousin ,
lord ...
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Sivu 340 - 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 242 - 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 137 - 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 500 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and upon this charge Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Sivu 552 - 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...
Sivu 344 - 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 128 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Sivu 108 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Sivu 550 - 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 356 - I'll ne'er bear a base mind; — an't be my destiny, so ; an't be not, so. No man's too good to serve his prince ; and, let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.