The Works of William Shakespeare: King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV ; Henry VWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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Strana 14
... better than I was , But many a many foot of land the worse . Well , now can I make any Joan a lady : - " Good den ' , sir Richard . " - " God - a - mercy , fellow ; " - And if his name be George , I'll call him Peter ; For new - made ...
... better than I was , But many a many foot of land the worse . Well , now can I make any Joan a lady : - " Good den ' , sir Richard . " - " God - a - mercy , fellow ; " - And if his name be George , I'll call him Peter ; For new - made ...
Strana 17
... better father . Some sins do bear their privilege on earth , And so doth yours ; your fault was not your folly : Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose , Subjected tribute to commanding love , Against whose fury and unmatched ...
... better father . Some sins do bear their privilege on earth , And so doth yours ; your fault was not your folly : Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose , Subjected tribute to commanding love , Against whose fury and unmatched ...
Strana 34
... better than a fist of France . Zounds ! I was never so bethump'd with words , Since I first call'd my brother's father dad . Eli . Son , list to this conjunction ; make this match ; Give with our niece a dowry large enough , For by this ...
... better than a fist of France . Zounds ! I was never so bethump'd with words , Since I first call'd my brother's father dad . Eli . Son , list to this conjunction ; make this match ; Give with our niece a dowry large enough , For by this ...
Strana 48
... better act of purposes mistook Is to mistake again : though indirect , Yet indirection thereby grows direct , And falsehood falsehood cures ; as fire cools fire Within the scorched veins of one new burn'd . It is religion that doth make ...
... better act of purposes mistook Is to mistake again : though indirect , Yet indirection thereby grows direct , And falsehood falsehood cures ; as fire cools fire Within the scorched veins of one new burn'd . It is religion that doth make ...
Strana 49
... better conquest never canst thou make , Than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts Against these giddy loose suggestions : Upon which better part our prayers come in , If thou vouchsafe them ; but , if not , then know , The peril of our ...
... better conquest never canst thou make , Than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts Against these giddy loose suggestions : Upon which better part our prayers come in , If thou vouchsafe them ; but , if not , then know , The peril of our ...
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Strana 167 - 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 320 - 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 560 - Like to the senators of th' antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth, and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but by loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress (As in good time he may) from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Strana 236 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen, I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Strana 540 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd. 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...
Strana 501 - 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...