The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Nide 5 |
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Sivu 4
Thou art a traitor , and a miscreant ; Too good to be so , and too bad to live ; Since , the more fair and crystal is the sky , The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly . . / Once more , ' the more to aggravate the note. 2 Charge .
Thou art a traitor , and a miscreant ; Too good to be so , and too bad to live ; Since , the more fair and crystal is the sky , The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly . . / Once more , ' the more to aggravate the note. 2 Charge .
Sivu 7
Thomas of Norfolk , what say'st thou to this ? Nor . ... partialize The unstooping firmness of my upright soul ; He is our subject , Mowbray , so art thou ; Free speech , and fearless , I to thee allow . Nor .
Thomas of Norfolk , what say'st thou to this ? Nor . ... partialize The unstooping firmness of my upright soul ; He is our subject , Mowbray , so art thou ; Free speech , and fearless , I to thee allow . Nor .
Sivu 11
Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art one , Were as seven phials of his sacred blood , Or seven fair branches springing from one ... 1 Made him a man ; and though thou liv'st Scene II .
Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's seven sons , whereof thyself art one , Were as seven phials of his sacred blood , Or seven fair branches springing from one ... 1 Made him a man ; and though thou liv'st Scene II .
Sivu 12
1 Made him a man ; and though thou liv'st , and breath'st , Yet art thou slain in him thou dost consents In some large measure to thy father's death , In that thou seest thy wretched brother die , Who was the model of thy father's life ...
1 Made him a man ; and though thou liv'st , and breath'st , Yet art thou slain in him thou dost consents In some large measure to thy father's death , In that thou seest thy wretched brother die , Who was the model of thy father's life ...
Sivu 14
In God's name , and the king's , say who thou art , And why thou com'st , thus knightly clad in arms : Against what man thou com'st , and what thy quarrel : Speak truly , on thy knighthood , and thy oath ; And so defend thee heaven ...
In God's name , and the king's , say who thou art , And why thou com'st , thus knightly clad in arms : Against what man thou com'st , and what thy quarrel : Speak truly , on thy knighthood , and thy oath ; And so defend thee heaven ...
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Sivu 30 - This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it,) Like to a tenement, or pelting farm : England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds...
Sivu 436 - 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 281 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Sivu 352 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs 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 124 - Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and...
Sivu 208 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then ? No. What is honour ? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air 4. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? He that died o
Sivu 281 - With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? — Canst thou, O partial Sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king?
Sivu 59 - No matter where ; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills...
Sivu 122 - I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun; Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That, when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Sivu 436 - Tomorrow is Saint Crispian " : Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.