Shakspeare's Dramatic Works: With Explanatory Notes, Band 2J. Stockdale, 1790 |
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... never fly no man . [ Here they fight , and Joan la Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy hands ; thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the fword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's mother helps me , elfe I were too weak . [ help me ; Dau ...
... never fly no man . [ Here they fight , and Joan la Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy hands ; thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the fword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's mother helps me , elfe I were too weak . [ help me ; Dau ...
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... never other company . But what's that Pucelle , whom they term so pure ? 40 Tal . A maid , they fay . Bed . A maid ! and be fo martial ! Bur . Pray God , the prove not mafculine ere long ; If underneath the standard of the French , She ...
... never other company . But what's that Pucelle , whom they term so pure ? 40 Tal . A maid , they fay . Bed . A maid ! and be fo martial ! Bur . Pray God , the prove not mafculine ere long ; If underneath the standard of the French , She ...
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... never couched lance , A gentler heart did never fway in court : But kings , and mightiest potentates , must die ; For that's the end of human misery . SCENE III . [ Exeunt . The fame . The Plain near the City . Enter the Dauphin ...
... never couched lance , A gentler heart did never fway in court : But kings , and mightiest potentates , must die ; For that's the end of human misery . SCENE III . [ Exeunt . The fame . The Plain near the City . Enter the Dauphin ...
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... never handled fword . Long fince we were refolved of your truth , Yet never have you tasted our reward , Your faithful fervice , and your toil in war ; Or been reguerdon'd2 with so much as thanks , Becaufe ' till now we never faw your ...
... never handled fword . Long fince we were refolved of your truth , Yet never have you tasted our reward , Your faithful fervice , and your toil in war ; Or been reguerdon'd2 with so much as thanks , Becaufe ' till now we never faw your ...
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... Never fo needful on the earth of France , Spur to the rescue of the noble Talbot ; Who now is girdled with a waift of iron , And hemm'd about with grim destruction : To Bourdeaux , warlike duke ! to Bourdeaux , York ! 25 Elfe , farewel ...
... Never fo needful on the earth of France , Spur to the rescue of the noble Talbot ; Who now is girdled with a waift of iron , And hemm'd about with grim destruction : To Bourdeaux , warlike duke ! to Bourdeaux , York ! 25 Elfe , farewel ...
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Seite 753 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Seite 741 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Seite 754 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 692 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Seite 692 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, }Never to hope again.
Seite 1004 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth,— wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin,— By the o'ergrowth of some complexion...
Seite 753 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Seite 744 - How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?— That;— And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Seite 943 - And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or ere I'll weep : — O, fool, I shall go mad ! {Exeunt LEAR, GLOSTER, KENT, and Fool.
Seite 792 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.