The Works of William Shakespeare, Volum 5Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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Pàgina 26
... rich - jewel'd coffer of Darius , 7 Transported shall be at high festivals Before the kings and queens of France . No longer on Saint Dennis will we cry , But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint . Come in ; and let us banquet ...
... rich - jewel'd coffer of Darius , 7 Transported shall be at high festivals Before the kings and queens of France . No longer on Saint Dennis will we cry , But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint . Come in ; and let us banquet ...
Pàgina 81
... rich : So worthless peasants bargain for their wives , As market - men for oxen , sheep , or horse . Marriage is a matter of more worth , Than to be dealt in by attorneyship ; Not whom we will , but whom his grace affects , Must be ...
... rich : So worthless peasants bargain for their wives , As market - men for oxen , sheep , or horse . Marriage is a matter of more worth , Than to be dealt in by attorneyship ; Not whom we will , but whom his grace affects , Must be ...
Pàgina 14
... rich cardinal , And from the great and new - made duke of Suffolk ; Yet I do find it so : for , to be plain , They , knowing dame Eleanor's aspiring humour , Have hired me to undermine the duchess , And buz these conjurations in her ...
... rich cardinal , And from the great and new - made duke of Suffolk ; Yet I do find it so : for , to be plain , They , knowing dame Eleanor's aspiring humour , Have hired me to undermine the duchess , And buz these conjurations in her ...
Pàgina 84
... Rich . And if words will not , then our weapons shall . Clif . Why , what a brood of traitors have we here ! York . Look in a glass , and call thy image so ; I am thy king , and thou a false - heart traitor.- Call hither to the stake my ...
... Rich . And if words will not , then our weapons shall . Clif . Why , what a brood of traitors have we here ! York . Look in a glass , and call thy image so ; I am thy king , and thou a false - heart traitor.- Call hither to the stake my ...
Pàgina 86
... Rich . Fie charity , for shame ! speak not in spite , For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to - night . Y.Clif . Foul stigmatic , ' that's more than thou canst tell . Rich . If not in heaven , you'll surely sup in hell , [ Exeunt ...
... Rich . Fie charity , for shame ! speak not in spite , For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to - night . Y.Clif . Foul stigmatic , ' that's more than thou canst tell . Rich . If not in heaven , you'll surely sup in hell , [ Exeunt ...
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Alarum Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade canst Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death dost doth Duch duke of York earl enemies England Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight France friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade John of Gaunt JOHNS K.Edw K.Hen K.Rich King HENRY L.Grey lady Lancaster live lord lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE Q.Eliz Q.Mar Queen MARGARET Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Richmond Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Stan STEEV Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Tower traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt words
Passatges populars
Pàgina 94 - Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Pàgina 33 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Pàgina 46 - Content" to that which grieves my heart; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions...
Pàgina 25 - Seize on him, Furies ! take him to your torments !" 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 3 - Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, — instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, — He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
Pàgina 32 - When this is known, then to divide the times: 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.
Pàgina 36 - Will I upon thy party wear this rose. And here I prophesy, — this brawl to-day , Grown to this faction in the Temple garden, Shall send , between the red rose and the white , A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
Pàgina 63 - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer : all the realm shall be in common, and in Cht-apside shall my palfry go to grass.
Pàgina 94 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.