King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV. Part 1 ; King Henry IV. Part 2 ; Henry V ; King Henry VI. Part 1 ; King Henry VI. Part 2Jacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Strana 1077
... York . Green . Here comes the Duke of York . Queen . With Signs of War about his aged Neck , Oh full of careful Business are his Looks : Uncle , for Heav'n fake speak comfortable Words . York . Comfort's in Heav'n , and we are on the ...
... York . Green . Here comes the Duke of York . Queen . With Signs of War about his aged Neck , Oh full of careful Business are his Looks : Uncle , for Heav'n fake speak comfortable Words . York . Comfort's in Heav'n , and we are on the ...
Strana 1078
... York and Queen . Bushy . The Wind fits fair for News to go to Ireland , But none returns ; for us to levy Power Proportionable to th ' Enemy , is all impoffible . Green . Befides , our nearness to the King in love , Is near the Hate of ...
... York and Queen . Bushy . The Wind fits fair for News to go to Ireland , But none returns ; for us to levy Power Proportionable to th ' Enemy , is all impoffible . Green . Befides , our nearness to the King in love , Is near the Hate of ...
Strana 1080
... York there with his Men of War ? Percy . There ftands the Caftle by yond Tuft of Trees , Mann'd with three hundred Men , as I have heard . And in it are the Lords of York , Barkley , and Seymour ; None elfe of Name , and noble Eftimate ...
... York there with his Men of War ? Percy . There ftands the Caftle by yond Tuft of Trees , Mann'd with three hundred Men , as I have heard . And in it are the Lords of York , Barkley , and Seymour ; None elfe of Name , and noble Eftimate ...
Strana 1084
... York , Northumberland , Rofs , Percy , Willoughby , with Bushy and Green Prisoners .; Ring forth thefe Men : Bulling . B Bulby and Green , I will not vex your Souls , Since prefently your Souls must part your Bodies , With too much ...
... York , Northumberland , Rofs , Percy , Willoughby , with Bushy and Green Prisoners .; Ring forth thefe Men : Bulling . B Bulby and Green , I will not vex your Souls , Since prefently your Souls must part your Bodies , With too much ...
Strana 1087
... York Hath Power enough to ferve our Turn . But who comes here ? Enter Scroop . Scroop . More Health and Happiness betide my Liege , Than can my care - tun'd Tongue deliver him . K. Rich . Mine Ear is open , and my Heart prepar'd : The ...
... York Hath Power enough to ferve our Turn . But who comes here ? Enter Scroop . Scroop . More Health and Happiness betide my Liege , Than can my care - tun'd Tongue deliver him . K. Rich . Mine Ear is open , and my Heart prepar'd : The ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
againſt anfwer Arms art thou bafe Baft Bard Bardolph Blood Bulling Bullingbroke Cade Caufe Coufin Crown Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Duke of York e'er England Enter King Exeunt Exit Eyes faid Falstaff Father Faulconbridge fave fear felf felves feven fhall fhew fhould fight fince firft flain fome fpeak France ftand ftill fuch fweet give Grace Hand hath hear Heart Heav'n himſelf Hoft Honour Horfe Jack Cade Juft King Henry Lady Liege Lord Lord of Westmorland Love lyes Mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt never Night noble Northumberland Peace Percy Pift pleaſe Poins prefent Prifoner Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Shal ſhall Sir John Soldiers Soul ſpeak Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Tongue Tork Treafon Unkle unto Warwick Weft whofe wilt worfe York
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Strana 1281 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Strana 1187 - 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 1297 - 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...
Strana 1188 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis 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 1315 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Strana 1128 - When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.
Strana 1315 - ... And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! [Exeunt . Alarum, and Chambers go off.
Strana 1081 - 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...
Strana 1343 - 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 1338 - Upon the king! let us our lives, our souls, Our debts, our careful wives, Our children, and our sins lay on the king!