The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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Sivu 7
... true moving , even as in the heavens , So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late , did he shine upon the English fide ; Now we are victors , upon us he smiles . What towns of any moment , but we have ? At pleasure here we lie ...
... true moving , even as in the heavens , So in the earth , to this day is not known : Late , did he shine upon the English fide ; Now we are victors , upon us he smiles . What towns of any moment , but we have ? At pleasure here we lie ...
Sivu 10
... true ; Otherwife , I renounce all confidence . Puc . I am prepar'd : here is my keen - edg'd fword , Deek'd with five flower - de - luces on each fide ; The The which , at Touraine , in faint Katharine's church- 10 Act 1 . FIRST PART OF.
... true ; Otherwife , I renounce all confidence . Puc . I am prepar'd : here is my keen - edg'd fword , Deek'd with five flower - de - luces on each fide ; The The which , at Touraine , in faint Katharine's church- 10 Act 1 . FIRST PART OF.
Sivu 34
... true , Where falfe Plantagenet dare not be seen . Plan . Now , by this maiden blossom in my hand , I fcorn thee and thy fashion , peevish boy . Suf . Turn not thy fcorns this way , Plantagenet , Plan . Proud Poole , I will ; and scorn ...
... true , Where falfe Plantagenet dare not be seen . Plan . Now , by this maiden blossom in my hand , I fcorn thee and thy fashion , peevish boy . Suf . Turn not thy fcorns this way , Plantagenet , Plan . Proud Poole , I will ; and scorn ...
Sivu 37
... true Plantagenet , And for alliance ' fake - declare the cause My father , earl of Cambridge , lost his head . Mor . That caufe , fair nephew , that imprison'd me , And hath detain'd me , all my flow'ring youth , Within a loathsome ...
... true Plantagenet , And for alliance ' fake - declare the cause My father , earl of Cambridge , lost his head . Mor . That caufe , fair nephew , that imprison'd me , And hath detain'd me , all my flow'ring youth , Within a loathsome ...
Sivu 39
... True ; and thou feelt , that I no iffue have ; And that my fainting words do warrant death : Thou art my heir ; the reft I wish thee gather : But yet be wary in thy ftudious care . Plan . Thy grave admonishments prevail with me : But ...
... True ; and thou feelt , that I no iffue have ; And that my fainting words do warrant death : Thou art my heir ; the reft I wish thee gather : But yet be wary in thy ftudious care . Plan . Thy grave admonishments prevail with me : But ...
Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
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.