The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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Sivu 44
... majesty : And , ere that we will suffer such a prince , So kind a father of the commonweal , To be difgraced by an inkhorn mate , We , and our wives , and children , all will fight , And have our bodies slaughter'd by thy foes . 1 Serv ...
... majesty : And , ere that we will suffer such a prince , So kind a father of the commonweal , To be difgraced by an inkhorn mate , We , and our wives , and children , all will fight , And have our bodies slaughter'd by thy foes . 1 Serv ...
Sivu 46
... majesty . Glo . Well urg'd , my lord of Warwick ; -for , sweet prince , An if your grace mark every circumstance , You have great reason to do Richard right : Efpecially , for thofe occafions At Eltham - place I told your majesty . K ...
... majesty . Glo . Well urg'd , my lord of Warwick ; -for , sweet prince , An if your grace mark every circumstance , You have great reason to do Richard right : Efpecially , for thofe occafions At Eltham - place I told your majesty . K ...
Sivu 47
... majesty ! All . Welcome , high prince , the mighty duke of York ! Som . Perish , base prince , ignoble duke of York ! Glo . Now will it beft avail your majesty , To cross the feas , and to be crown'd in France : The prefence of a king ...
... majesty ! All . Welcome , high prince , the mighty duke of York ! Som . Perish , base prince , ignoble duke of York ! Glo . Now will it beft avail your majesty , To cross the feas , and to be crown'd in France : The prefence of a king ...
Sivu 57
... majesty , my liege . K. Hen . Welcome , brave captain , and victorious lord ! When I was young , ( as yet I am not old , ) I do remember how my father faid , A ftouter champion never handled sword . Long fince we were refolved of your ...
... majesty , my liege . K. Hen . Welcome , brave captain , and victorious lord ! When I was young , ( as yet I am not old , ) I do remember how my father faid , A ftouter champion never handled sword . Long fince we were refolved of your ...
Sivu 88
... majesty ? Mar. Yes , my good lord ; a pure unspotted heart , Never yet taint with love , I fend the king . Suf . And this withal . [ Kifles ber . Mar. That for thy felf ; -I will not so presume , To fend fuch peevish tokens to a king ...
... majesty ? Mar. Yes , my good lord ; a pure unspotted heart , Never yet taint with love , I fend the king . Suf . And this withal . [ Kifles ber . Mar. That for thy felf ; -I will not so presume , To fend fuch peevish tokens to a king ...
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Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
Afide againſt Alarum anſwer Baft Becauſe blood breaſt brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade cauſe Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward England Engliſh Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit father fear fhall fight firſt flain foes foldiers fome foul fovereign France ftand fuch fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven Henry's highneſs himſelf honour houſe Humphrey Jack Cade Lancaſter lord lord protector madam mafter majeſty Meffenger muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure preſently prifoner prince protector PUCELLE Queen MARGARET reaſon reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Saliſbury ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch Suffolk ſweet Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand traitor unto Warwick whofe Whoſe wilt Wincheſter yourſelf
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Sivu 56 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Sivu 38 - So many hours must I tend my flock; 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 yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Sivu 37 - This battle fares like to the morning's war, When dying clouds contend with growing light ; What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, Can neither call it perfect day nor night.
Sivu 37 - 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.