The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: King Richard II; King Henry IV; King Henry VJ. Munroe and Company, 1857 |
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Strana 21
... Hast thou , according to thy oath and band , 2 1 The duke of Lancaster was born in 1339 in the city of Ghent , Flanders , and hence called John of Gaunt . At the time referred to in the text , 1398 , he was only fifty - eight years old ...
... Hast thou , according to thy oath and band , 2 1 The duke of Lancaster was born in 1339 in the city of Ghent , Flanders , and hence called John of Gaunt . At the time referred to in the text , 1398 , he was only fifty - eight years old ...
Strana 22
... hast thou sounded him , If he appeal the duke on ancient malice ; Or worthily , as a good subject should , On some known ground of treachery in him ? Lan . As near as I could sift him on that argument , On some apparent danger seen in ...
... hast thou sounded him , If he appeal the duke on ancient malice ; Or worthily , as a good subject should , On some known ground of treachery in him ? Lan . As near as I could sift him on that argument , On some apparent danger seen in ...
Strana 42
... hast far to go , bear not along The clogging burden of a guilty soul . - Nor . No , Bolingbroke : if ever I were traitor , 13 That is , " So far I speak to you , as to mine enemy , " an el- liptical way of speaking by no means uncommon ...
... hast far to go , bear not along The clogging burden of a guilty soul . - Nor . No , Bolingbroke : if ever I were traitor , 13 That is , " So far I speak to you , as to mine enemy , " an el- liptical way of speaking by no means uncommon ...
Strana 43
... hast many years to live . Lan . But not a minute , king , that thou canst give : Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow . Thou canst help Time to furrow me with age , But stop no ...
... hast many years to live . Lan . But not a minute , king , that thou canst give : Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow . Thou canst help Time to furrow me with age , But stop no ...
Strana 53
... hast thou made me gaunt . Gaunt am I for the grave , gaunt as a grave , Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones . Rich . Can sick men play so nicely with their names ? 9 Lan . No ; misery makes sport to mock itself : Since thou dost ...
... hast thou made me gaunt . Gaunt am I for the grave , gaunt as a grave , Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones . Rich . Can sick men play so nicely with their names ? 9 Lan . No ; misery makes sport to mock itself : Since thou dost ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
arms Aumerle Bard Bardolph blood Bolingbroke brother called cousin crown dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl earl of Fife earl of March Eastcheap England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio France French friends give Glendower grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath hear heart heaven Henry IV Hereford Holinshed honour horse Host Hotspur humour King Richard king's Lady Lancaster liege look lord majesty master Mortimer never night noble Norfolk Northumberland old copies peace Percy Pist Pistol play Poet Poins Prince HENRY quarto Queen Rich Richard II SCENE Scroop Shakespeare Shal Shallow Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir John Oldcastle soldiers soul speak speech sweet sword tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue uncle unto Westmoreland word York
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Strana 502 - 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...
Strana 52 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth. Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's son: This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Strana 370 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Strana 369 - 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 46 - The flowers, fair ladies ; and thy steps, no more Than a delightful measure, or a dance : For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light.
Strana 472 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor : Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-ey'd justice, with his surly...
Strana 86 - 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 457 - On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth So great an object : Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O. the very casques, That did affright the air at Agincourt > O, pardon ! since a crooked figure may Attest, in little place, a million; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, On your imaginary forces work...
Strana 372 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd; The which observ'd . a man may prophesy, With a near aim , of the main chance of things As yet not come to life , which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Strana 259 - 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.