The Works of William Shakespeare, Volum 5Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1811 |
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Pàgina 16
... hast astonish'd me with thy high terms ; Only this proof I'll of thy valour make , - In single combat thou shalt buckle with me ; And , if thou vanquishest , thy words are true ; That is , be firmly persuaded of it . STEEV . Otherwise ...
... hast astonish'd me with thy high terms ; Only this proof I'll of thy valour make , - In single combat thou shalt buckle with me ; And , if thou vanquishest , thy words are true ; That is , be firmly persuaded of it . STEEV . Otherwise ...
Pàgina 17
... hast at once subdu'd . Excellent Pucelle , if thy name be so , Let me thy servant , and not sovereign , be ; ' Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus . Puc . I must not yield to any rites of love , For my profession's sacred from ...
... hast at once subdu'd . Excellent Pucelle , if thy name be so , Let me thy servant , and not sovereign , be ; ' Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus . Puc . I must not yield to any rites of love , For my profession's sacred from ...
Pàgina 23
... hast , to look to heaven for grace : The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.— Heaven , be thou gracious to none alive , If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands ! - Bear hence his body , I will help to bury it.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , hast ...
... hast , to look to heaven for grace : The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.— Heaven , be thou gracious to none alive , If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands ! - Bear hence his body , I will help to bury it.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , hast ...
Pàgina 31
... hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain our citizens , And sent our sons and husbands captivate . Tal . Ha , ha , ha ! Count . Laughest thou , wretch ? thy mirth shall turn to moan . Tal . I laugh to see your ...
... hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain our citizens , And sent our sons and husbands captivate . Tal . Ha , ha , ha ! Count . Laughest thou , wretch ? thy mirth shall turn to moan . Tal . I laugh to see your ...
Pàgina 39
... hast thou spent a pilgrimage , And like a hermit overpass'd thy days.- Well , I will lock his counsel in my breast : And what I do imagine , let that rest.— Keepers , convey him hence ; and I myself Will see his burial better than his ...
... hast thou spent a pilgrimage , And like a hermit overpass'd thy days.- Well , I will lock his counsel in my breast : And what I do imagine , let that rest.— Keepers , convey him hence ; and I myself Will see his burial better than his ...
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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.