The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Zväzok 4C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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Strana 6
... lies on the hazards of all husbands That marry wives . Tell me , how if my brother , Who , as you say , took pains to get this son , Had of your father claim'd this son for his ? In sooth good friend , your father might have kept This ...
... lies on the hazards of all husbands That marry wives . Tell me , how if my brother , Who , as you say , took pains to get this son , Had of your father claim'd this son for his ? In sooth good friend , your father might have kept This ...
Strana 10
... lies ; I say , ' twas not . [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I. France . Before the Walls of Angiers . Enter , on one side , the Archduke of Austria , and Forces ; on the other , PHILIP , King of France , and Forces ; LEWIS , CONSTANCE ...
... lies ; I say , ' twas not . [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I. France . Before the Walls of Angiers . Enter , on one side , the Archduke of Austria , and Forces ; on the other , PHILIP , King of France , and Forces ; LEWIS , CONSTANCE ...
Strana 14
... lies as sightly on the back of him , As great Alcides ' shoes upon an ass : - But , ass , I'll take that burden from your back ; Or lay on that shall make your shoulders crack . Aust . What cracker is this same , that deafs our ears ...
... lies as sightly on the back of him , As great Alcides ' shoes upon an ass : - But , ass , I'll take that burden from your back ; Or lay on that shall make your shoulders crack . Aust . What cracker is this same , that deafs our ears ...
Strana 19
... lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground : Many a widow's husband grovelling lies , Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth ; And victory , with little loss , doth play Upon the dancing banners of the French ; Who are at hand , triumphantly ...
... lie scatter'd on the bleeding ground : Many a widow's husband grovelling lies , Coldly embracing the discolour'd earth ; And victory , with little loss , doth play Upon the dancing banners of the French ; Who are at hand , triumphantly ...
Strana 22
... Left to be finished by such a she ; And she a fair divided excellence , Whose fulness of perfection lies in him . O , two such silver currents , when they join , Do glorify the banks that bound them in : And 22 ACT II . KING JOHN .
... Left to be finished by such a she ; And she a fair divided excellence , Whose fulness of perfection lies in him . O , two such silver currents , when they join , Do glorify the banks that bound them in : And 22 ACT II . KING JOHN .
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arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast Bishop of Carlisle blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Const cousin crown dead death dost thou doth Duch duke earl Eastcheap England Enter KING Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father FAULCONBRIDGE fear France friends Gaunt give Glend grace grief hand Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven HENRY hither honour horse Host Hubert JAMES GURNEY John of Gaunt KING JOHN King Richard Lady Lancaster land liege live look lord majesty master never night noble North Northumberland peace Percy Pist Poins pr'ythee pray prince PRINCE JOHN prince of Wales Queen Re-enter Rich SCENE Shal Shallow shame Sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle Westmoreland wilt word York
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Strana 90 - 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 117 - 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 224 - 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
Strana 116 - 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: And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Strana 190 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
Strana 41 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.