The works of Shakspere, revised from the best authorities: with a memoir and essay on his genius by Barry Cornwall: also annotations and remarks by many writers, illustr. with engr. from designs by K. Meadows, Nide 3 |
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Sivu 11
This toil of ours should be a work of thine : But thou from loving England art so far , That thou hast under - wrought his lawful king , Cut off the sequence of posterity , Outfacéd infant state , and done a rape Upon the maiden virtue ...
This toil of ours should be a work of thine : But thou from loving England art so far , That thou hast under - wrought his lawful king , Cut off the sequence of posterity , Outfacéd infant state , and done a rape Upon the maiden virtue ...
Sivu 18
It is not so ; thou hast mis - spoke , mis - heard : Be well advised , tell o'er thy tale again . It cannot be thou dost but say ' t is so . I trust I may not trust thee ; for thy word Is but the vain breath of a common man .
It is not so ; thou hast mis - spoke , mis - heard : Be well advised , tell o'er thy tale again . It cannot be thou dost but say ' t is so . I trust I may not trust thee ; for thy word Is but the vain breath of a common man .
Sivu 19
O Austria ! thou dost shame That bloody spoil . Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou fortune's champion that dost never fight But when her ...
O Austria ! thou dost shame That bloody spoil . Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou fortune's champion that dost never fight But when her ...
Sivu 20
Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side ? Been sworn my soldier ; bidding me depend Upon thy stars , thy fortune , and thy strength ? And dost thou now fall over to my foes ? Thou wear a lion's hide ! doff it for shame , And hang a ...
Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side ? Been sworn my soldier ; bidding me depend Upon thy stars , thy fortune , and thy strength ? And dost thou now fall over to my foes ? Thou wear a lion's hide ! doff it for shame , And hang a ...
Sivu 21
What canst thou say but will perplex thee more , If thou stand excommunicate and cursed ? K. Phi . Good reverend father , make my person yours , And tell me how you would bestow yourself . This royal hand and mine are newly knit ...
What canst thou say but will perplex thee more , If thou stand excommunicate and cursed ? K. Phi . Good reverend father , make my person yours , And tell me how you would bestow yourself . This royal hand and mine are newly knit ...
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arms Attendants bear better blood breath bring brother cause comes crown dead death dost doth Duke Earl Edward England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fall father fear fight follow France French friends gentle give Gloster grace grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry hold honour hope hour I'll John keep kill King lady land leave live look lord majesty master means mind never night noble once peace play poor pray present prince Queen rest Rich Richard SCENE shame shew soldiers sorrow soul speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought thousand tongue true truth turn unto Warwick York young
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Sivu 8 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate: For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Sivu 223 - 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 to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Sivu 471 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stre-am, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ! I feel my heart new opened. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Sivu 40 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Sivu 128 - 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 9 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven,...
Sivu 197 - The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : 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...
Sivu 4 - Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scaped this sorrow. Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe ; Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, To linger out a purposed overthrow. If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, When other petty griefs have done their spite, But in the onset come : so shall I taste At first the very worst of fortune's might ; And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.
Sivu 197 - 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,...