Commentaries on the Historical Plays of Shakspeare, Zväzok 1H. Colburn, 1840 - 340 strán (strany) |
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Strana 19
... King John . Hadst thou but shook thy head , or made a pause , When I spake darkly what I purposed , Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face , * Act iv . Sc . 2 . And bid me tell my tale in express words , KING JOHN . 19.
... King John . Hadst thou but shook thy head , or made a pause , When I spake darkly what I purposed , Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face , * Act iv . Sc . 2 . And bid me tell my tale in express words , KING JOHN . 19.
Strana 20
... doubt- fully as one of many rumours . Other reports made John the murderer of his nephew with his own hand . Considering how essential to the plot is John's cruel treatment of Arthur , I am surprised * Bosw . 327. † Hol . 286. See ...
... doubt- fully as one of many rumours . Other reports made John the murderer of his nephew with his own hand . Considering how essential to the plot is John's cruel treatment of Arthur , I am surprised * Bosw . 327. † Hol . 286. See ...
Strana 33
... doubts which I have raised of their historical accuracy should lessen the plea- sure of any one in reading them . * Characteristics of Women , ii . 238 . 34 RICHARD II . BETWEEN John and Richard the Second c 3 KING JOHN . 33.
... doubts which I have raised of their historical accuracy should lessen the plea- sure of any one in reading them . * Characteristics of Women , ii . 238 . 34 RICHARD II . BETWEEN John and Richard the Second c 3 KING JOHN . 33.
Strana 47
... doubt , was one of the Bagots then and now of Blithfield , in Staffordshire . Collins ( vii . 523 ) mentions a Ralph Bagot , who flourished in the time of Edward the Third , and Sir John Bagot , who was a Privy Counsellor to Henry the ...
... doubt , was one of the Bagots then and now of Blithfield , in Staffordshire . Collins ( vii . 523 ) mentions a Ralph Bagot , who flourished in the time of Edward the Third , and Sir John Bagot , who was a Privy Counsellor to Henry the ...
Strana 72
... slain in battle . Huntingdon ( late Exeter ) was put to death by the tenants of the late Duke of Gloucester . † Malone doubts this . Few plays operate upon the understanding ; but Richard II 72 COMMENTARIES ON SHAKSPEARE .
... slain in battle . Huntingdon ( late Exeter ) was put to death by the tenants of the late Duke of Gloucester . † Malone doubts this . Few plays operate upon the understanding ; but Richard II 72 COMMENTARIES ON SHAKSPEARE .
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Agincourt Anjou appears archbishop Arthur authority battle battle of Agincourt battle of Shrewsbury Beaufort Bishop blood Bolingbroke Bosw brother Cardinal character charge Chronicle command council crown daughter Dauphin death doth Duke of Bedford Duke of Burgundy Duke of Exeter Duke of Gloucester Duke of Orleans Duke of York Earl Elmham enemies England English father favour followed France French give Hardyng Harfleur hast hath Henry the Fifth Henry the Fourth Henry's historians Holinshed honour Hotspur John of Gaunt King John king's Lingard Lord Malone marriage mentioned Mortimer Mowbray murder Nicolas noble Northumberland old play Orleans Otterbourne parliament passage peace Percy person poet prince prisoner quarrel Queen realm reign Richard Plantagenet Richard the Second Salisbury says scene Scrope Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's slain soldiers Somerset speech story Stow Suffolk Talbot thee Thomas thou tion treason Tyler uncle unto Wales Walsingham Warwick Westmoreland Winchester young
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Strana 85 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
Strana 96 - I cannot blame him : at my nativity The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes, Of burning cressets ; and at my birth The frame and huge foundation of the earth Shaked like a coward.
Strana 110 - 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 88 - Was parmaceti, for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villainous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
Strana 90 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
Strana 196 - This day is call'd the feast of Crispian : He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
Strana 195 - O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day ! King Henry. What 's he that wishes so ? My cousin Westmoreland ? No, my fair cousin : If we are mark'd to die, we are enow *> To do our country loss ; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
Strana 299 - Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man...
Strana 142 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Strana 126 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, 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...