King Henry VI. Part 3 ; King Richard III ; King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ; Coriolanus ; Titus AndronicusJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Pàgina 1560
... , Which sometimes they have us'd with fearful flight , Make War with him that climb'd unto their Neft , Offering their own Lives in their Young's Defence ? For For Shame , my Liege , make them your Prefident 1560 The Third Part of.
... , Which sometimes they have us'd with fearful flight , Make War with him that climb'd unto their Neft , Offering their own Lives in their Young's Defence ? For For Shame , my Liege , make them your Prefident 1560 The Third Part of.
Pàgina 1561
... unto his Child , What my great Grandfather and Grandfire got , My careless Father fondly gave away . Ah , what a Shame was this ? look on the Boy , And let his manly Face , which promiseth Successful Fortune , fteel thy melting Heart ...
... unto his Child , What my great Grandfather and Grandfire got , My careless Father fondly gave away . Ah , what a Shame was this ? look on the Boy , And let his manly Face , which promiseth Successful Fortune , fteel thy melting Heart ...
Pàgina 1567
... unto a quiet Grave . Ah ! what a Life were this ? how fweet , how lovely ? Gives not the Haw - thorn Bufh a fweeter fhade To Shepherds , looking on their filly Sheep , Than doth a rich embroider'd Canopy To Kings , that fear their ...
... unto a quiet Grave . Ah ! what a Life were this ? how fweet , how lovely ? Gives not the Haw - thorn Bufh a fweeter fhade To Shepherds , looking on their filly Sheep , Than doth a rich embroider'd Canopy To Kings , that fear their ...
Pàgina 1570
... unto the Houfe of York , They never then had fprung like Summer Flies : I , and ten thoufand in this lucklefs Realm , Had left no mourning Widows for our Death , And thou this day , hadft kept thy Chair in peace . For what doth cherish ...
... unto the Houfe of York , They never then had fprung like Summer Flies : I , and ten thoufand in this lucklefs Realm , Had left no mourning Widows for our Death , And thou this day , hadft kept thy Chair in peace . For what doth cherish ...
Pàgina 1571
... unto the Root , From whence that tender fpray did fweetly fpring , I mean our Princely Father , Duke of York . War . From off the Gates of Tork fetch down the head , Your Father's Head , which Clifford placed there : Inftead whereof ...
... unto the Root , From whence that tender fpray did fweetly fpring , I mean our Princely Father , Duke of York . War . From off the Gates of Tork fetch down the head , Your Father's Head , which Clifford placed there : Inftead whereof ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus Blood Brother Buck Buckingham Caufe Cham Clar Clarence Cominius Coriolanus Crown Curfe Death Diomede doth Duke Duke of York e'er Edward Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit Eyes fafe faid Father fear felf felves fent fhall fhew fhould flain fome fpeak Friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet Goths Grace Haftings Hand hath hear Heart Heaven Hector Henry himſelf Honour i'th King Lady laft Lart Lavinia Lord Lord Chamberlain Love Lucius Madam Marcus Martius moft Morrow muft muſt Noble o'th Pandarus Patroclus Peace pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Priam Prince Queen Reafon reft Rich Rome ſhall Soul ſpeak Sword tell thee thefe Ther theſe thine thofe thou art Titus Titus Andronicus Tongue Troi Troilus unto Vlyf Warwick whofe York
Passatges populars
Pàgina 1754 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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 1545 - 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...
Pàgina 1821 - Twixt right and wrong ; for pleasure and revenge Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice Of any true decision.
Pàgina 1763 - Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely...
Pàgina 1838 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Pàgina 1757 - I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Pàgina 1839 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded...
Pàgina 1757 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Pàgina 1854 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.