The Works of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Recently Discovered Portfolio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript Emendations ; with a History of the Stage, a Life of the Poet, and an Introduction to Each Play, Zväzok 4Redfield, 1853 |
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Strana 91
... Harry ? when ? Obedience bids , I should not bid again . K. Rich . Norfolk , throw down ; we bid ; there is no boot . Nor . Myself I throw , dread sovereign , at thy foot . My life thou shalt command , but not my shame : The one my duty ...
... Harry ? when ? Obedience bids , I should not bid again . K. Rich . Norfolk , throw down ; we bid ; there is no boot . Nor . Myself I throw , dread sovereign , at thy foot . My life thou shalt command , but not my shame : The one my duty ...
Strana 94
... Harry Hereford arm'd ? Aum . Yea , at all points , and longs to enter in . Mar. The duke of Norfolk , sprightfully and bold , Stays but the summons of the appellant's trumpet . Aum . Why then , the champions are prepar'd , and stay For ...
... Harry Hereford arm'd ? Aum . Yea , at all points , and longs to enter in . Mar. The duke of Norfolk , sprightfully and bold , Stays but the summons of the appellant's trumpet . Aum . Why then , the champions are prepar'd , and stay For ...
Strana 95
... Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove by God's grace , and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , duke of Norfolk , That he's a traitor , foul and dangerous , To God of ...
... Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove by God's grace , and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , duke of Norfolk , That he's a traitor , foul and dangerous , To God of ...
Strana 97
... Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby , Receive thy lance ; and God defend the ' right ! Boling . Strong as a tower in hope , I cry , amen . Mar. Go bear this lance [ To an Officer . ] to Thomas , duke of Norfolk . 1 Her . Harry of ...
... Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby , Receive thy lance ; and God defend the ' right ! Boling . Strong as a tower in hope , I cry , amen . Mar. Go bear this lance [ To an Officer . ] to Thomas , duke of Norfolk . 1 Her . Harry of ...
Strana 107
... Harry , duke of Hereford , were he here . The folio : and . 2 So the quartos ; the folio and most mod . eds . : And- K. Rich . And thou a lunatic , & c . K. Rich . Right , you say true ; as SC . I. 107 KING RICHARD II .
... Harry , duke of Hereford , were he here . The folio : and . 2 So the quartos ; the folio and most mod . eds . : And- K. Rich . And thou a lunatic , & c . K. Rich . Right , you say true ; as SC . I. 107 KING RICHARD II .
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Strana 241 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough : — This earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Strana 399 - 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, — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Strana 288 - O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Strana 370 - 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 blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews, summon (*) up the blood...
Strana 200 - Should I turn upon the true prince? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules : but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life I, for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
Strana 205 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! if to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is damned : if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord ; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins : but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company : banish...
Strana 288 - With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? — Canst thou, O partial Sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king?
Strana 226 - As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Strana 47 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Strana 126 - For within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps death his court : and there the antick 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!