The Works of Shakespear: King Henry VI, pt. II-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Pàgina 12
... must I chide outright : Prefumptuous Dame , ill - nurtur'd Eleanor , Art thou not fecond woman in the Realm , And the Protector's wife , belov'd of him ? Haft thou not worldly pleasure at command , Above the reach or compass of thy ...
... must I chide outright : Prefumptuous Dame , ill - nurtur'd Eleanor , Art thou not fecond woman in the Realm , And the Protector's wife , belov'd of him ? Haft thou not worldly pleasure at command , Above the reach or compass of thy ...
Pàgina 13
... must make merry with the Dutchefs ' gold : Marry , and fhall ; but how now , Sir John Hume ? Seal up your lips , and give no words , but mum ! The bufinefs afketh filent fecrecy . Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch , Gold cannot ...
... must make merry with the Dutchefs ' gold : Marry , and fhall ; but how now , Sir John Hume ? Seal up your lips , and give no words , but mum ! The bufinefs afketh filent fecrecy . Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch , Gold cannot ...
Pàgina 15
... must be made a Subject to a Duke ? I tell thee , Pole , when in the city Tours Thou ran'ft a - tilt in honour of my love , And ftoll'ft away the ladies ' hearts of France ; I I thought , King Henry had resembled thee In courage The ...
... must be made a Subject to a Duke ? I tell thee , Pole , when in the city Tours Thou ran'ft a - tilt in honour of my love , And ftoll'ft away the ladies ' hearts of France ; I I thought , King Henry had resembled thee In courage The ...
Pàgina 21
... must fight , or else be hang'd . K. Henry . Away with them to prison ; and the day of Combat fhall be the last of the next month . Come , Somerset , we'll fee thee fent away . SCENE The Witch's Cave . [ Flourish . Exeunt . VIII . Enter ...
... must fight , or else be hang'd . K. Henry . Away with them to prison ; and the day of Combat fhall be the last of the next month . Come , Somerset , we'll fee thee fent away . SCENE The Witch's Cave . [ Flourish . Exeunt . VIII . Enter ...
Pàgina 28
... . ' Enter a Beadle with Whips . Glo . Well , Sir , we must have you find your legs . Sirrah , beadle , whip him till he leap over that fame ftool . Bead . Bead . I will , my lord . Come on 28 The Second Part of King HENRY VI .
... . ' Enter a Beadle with Whips . Glo . Well , Sir , we must have you find your legs . Sirrah , beadle , whip him till he leap over that fame ftool . Bead . Bead . I will , my lord . Come on 28 The Second Part of King HENRY VI .
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 136 - 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...
Pàgina 379 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pàgina 376 - 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 stream that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 136 - 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.
Pàgina 376 - Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pàgina 377 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pàgina 136 - 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...
Pàgina 136 - ... Would I were dead, if God's good will were so. For what is in this world but grief and woe ? 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...
Pàgina 224 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pàgina 199 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.