The Works of William Shakespeare: King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV ; Henry V |
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Sivu 129
Boling . I swear . Nor . And I , to keep all this . Boling . Norfolk , so fare , as to mine
enemy ? .By this time , had the king permitted us , One of our souls had wander'd
in the air , Banish'd this frail sepulchre of our flesh , As now our flesh is ...
Boling . I swear . Nor . And I , to keep all this . Boling . Norfolk , so fare , as to mine
enemy ? .By this time , had the king permitted us , One of our souls had wander'd
in the air , Banish'd this frail sepulchre of our flesh , As now our flesh is ...
Sivu 131
Boling . I have too few to take my leave of you , When the tongue's office should
be prodigal To breathe th ' abundant dolour of the heart . Gaunt . Thy grief is but
thy absence for a time . Boling . Joy absent , grief is present for that time . Gaunt .
Boling . I have too few to take my leave of you , When the tongue's office should
be prodigal To breathe th ' abundant dolour of the heart . Gaunt . Thy grief is but
thy absence for a time . Boling . Joy absent , grief is present for that time . Gaunt .
Sivu 176
North . retires again to Boling . In the base court ? Base court , where kings grow
base , To come at traitors ' calls , and do them grace . In the base court ? Come
down ? Down , court ! down , king ! For night - owls shriek , where mounting larks
...
North . retires again to Boling . In the base court ? Base court , where kings grow
base , To come at traitors ' calls , and do them grace . In the base court ? Come
down ? Down , court ! down , king ! For night - owls shriek , where mounting larks
...
Sivu 193
Boling . Yet ask . K. Rich . And shall I have it ? Boling . You shall . K. Rich . Why
then give me leave to go . Boling . Whither ? K. Rich . Whither you will , so I were
from your sights . Boling . Go , some of you ; convey him to the Tower . K. Rich .
Boling . Yet ask . K. Rich . And shall I have it ? Boling . You shall . K. Rich . Why
then give me leave to go . Boling . Whither ? K. Rich . Whither you will , so I were
from your sights . Boling . Go , some of you ; convey him to the Tower . K. Rich .
Sivu 204
Boling . Intended , or committed , was this fault ? If on the first , how heinous e'er it
be , To win thy after love I pardon thee . Aum . Then give me leave that I may turn
the key ' , That no man enter till my tale be done . Boling . Have thy desire .
Boling . Intended , or committed , was this fault ? If on the first , how heinous e'er it
be , To win thy after love I pardon thee . Aum . Then give me leave that I may turn
the key ' , That no man enter till my tale be done . Boling . Have thy desire .
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Sivu 167 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and humour'd thus Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king!
Sivu 320 - 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. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Sivu 560 - Like to the senators of th' antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth, and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but by loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress (As in good time he may) from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Sivu 236 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen, 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 540 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd. 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 501 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war...