The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Zväzok 6Little, Brown, 1863 |
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Strana 24
... holds in chase mine honour up and down ? Bast . My brother Robert ? old Sir Robert's son ? Colbrand the giant , that same mighty man ? Is it Sir Robert's son , that you seek so ? Lady F. Sir Robert's son ! Ay , thou unreverend boy , Sir ...
... holds in chase mine honour up and down ? Bast . My brother Robert ? old Sir Robert's son ? Colbrand the giant , that same mighty man ? Is it Sir Robert's son , that you seek so ? Lady F. Sir Robert's son ! Ay , thou unreverend boy , Sir ...
Strana 34
... holds , stands young Plantagenet , Son to the elder brother of this man , And King o'er him , and all that he enjoys . For this down - trodden equity , we tread In warlike march these greens before your town ; Being no farther enemy to ...
... holds , stands young Plantagenet , Son to the elder brother of this man , And King o'er him , and all that he enjoys . For this down - trodden equity , we tread In warlike march these greens before your town ; Being no farther enemy to ...
Strana 35
... hold this town . K. John . Acknowledge then the King , and let me in . Cit . That can we not ; but he that proves the King , To him will we prove loyal : till that time Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world . K. John . Doth not ...
... hold this town . K. John . Acknowledge then the King , and let me in . Cit . That can we not ; but he that proves the King , To him will we prove loyal : till that time Have we ramm'd up our gates against the world . K. John . Doth not ...
Strana 36
... hold the right from both . K. John . Then God forgive the sin of all those souls That to their everlasting residence , Before the dew of evening fall , shall fleet , In dreadful trial of our kingdom's King ! K. Phi . Amen , Amen . arms ...
... hold the right from both . K. John . Then God forgive the sin of all those souls That to their everlasting residence , Before the dew of evening fall , shall fleet , In dreadful trial of our kingdom's King ! K. Phi . Amen , Amen . arms ...
Strana 37
... hands , Dy'd in the dying slaughter of their foes : Open your gates , and give the victors way . Cit . Heralds , from off our towers we might be- hold , From first to last , the onset and retire Of SC . I. 37 KING JOHN .
... hands , Dy'd in the dying slaughter of their foes : Open your gates , and give the victors way . Cit . Heralds , from off our towers we might be- hold , From first to last , the onset and retire Of SC . I. 37 KING JOHN .
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Strana 467 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st 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? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Strana 291 - And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. 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 166 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Strana 370 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Strana 198 - No matter where. Of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills...
Strana 199 - All murder'd— for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court; and there the antic 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!
Strana 65 - 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 380 - 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. If thou wert sensible of courtesy, I should not make so dear a show of zeal : — But let my favours...
Strana 199 - Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king ? Car.
Strana 370 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o