The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes, by A. Chalmers, Zväzok 5 |
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... blood . But what mean I To speak so true at first ? my office is To noise abroad , —that Harry Monmouth fell Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword ; And that the king before the Douglas ' rage Stoop'd his anointed head as low as ...
... blood . But what mean I To speak so true at first ? my office is To noise abroad , —that Harry Monmouth fell Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword ; And that the king before the Douglas ' rage Stoop'd his anointed head as low as ...
Strana 14
... blood Of fair king Richard , scrap'd from Pomfret stones : Derives from heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And more , and less , do flock to ...
... blood Of fair king Richard , scrap'd from Pomfret stones : Derives from heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And more , and less , do flock to ...
Strana 18
... blood , a whoreson tingling . Ch . Just . What tell you me of it ? be it as it is . Fal . It hath its original from much grief ; from study , and perturbation of the brain : I have read the cause of his effects in Galen ; it is a kind ...
... blood , a whoreson tingling . Ch . Just . What tell you me of it ? be it as it is . Fal . It hath its original from much grief ; from study , and perturbation of the brain : I have read the cause of his effects in Galen ; it is a kind ...
Strana 32
... blood . P. Hen . ' Faith it does me ; though it discolours the complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it . Doth it not show vilely in me , to desire small beer ? Poins . Why , a prince should not be so loosely studied , as to ...
... blood . P. Hen . ' Faith it does me ; though it discolours the complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it . Doth it not show vilely in me , to desire small beer ? Poins . Why , a prince should not be so loosely studied , as to ...
Strana 41
... blood ere one can say , - What's this ? How do you now ? Dol . Better than I was . Hem . Host . Why , that's well said ; a good heart's worth gold . Look , here comes sir John . Enter FALSTAFF , singing . Fal . When Arthur first in ...
... blood ere one can say , - What's this ? How do you now ? Dol . Better than I was . Hem . Host . Why , that's well said ; a good heart's worth gold . Look , here comes sir John . Enter FALSTAFF , singing . Fal . When Arthur first in ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
Alarum arms Bard Bardolph bear blood brother Cade captain Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward enemy England English Enter King HENRY Exeter Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fight France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade JOHNSON King Henry VI liege live look lord lord protector majesty MALONE Margaret master ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Pist Pistol play Poins pray prince PUCELLE queen Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Shal shame sir John sir John Falstaff soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor unto Warwick wilt words
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Strana 208 - 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 : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint...
Strana 167 - 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 522 - That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns ; Seeking a way, and straying from the way ; Not knowing how to find the open air, But toiling desperately to find it out, — Torment myself to catch the English crown. And from that torment I will free myself, Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. "Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile ; And cry, content...
Strana 208 - 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 : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he, to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er...
Strana 119 - Falstaff, how shall I describe thee ? thou compound of sense and vice ; of sense which may be admired, but not esteemed ; of" vice which may be despised, but hardly detested. Falstaff is a character loaded with faults, and with those faults which naturally produce contempt. He is a thief and a glutton, a coward and a boaster, always ready to cheat the weak, and prey upon the poor ; to terrify the timorous, and insult the defenceless. At once obsequious and malignant, he satirizes in their absence...
Strana 504 - To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate ; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools...
Strana 15 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me. The brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more than I invent, or is invented on me: I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Strana 54 - 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?
Strana 505 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? * O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. * And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, * His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, * His wonted sleep .under a fresh tree's shade, * All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, * Is far beyond a prince's delicates, * His viands sparkling in a golden cup, * His body couched in a curious bed, * When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.