The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Band 5R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... give over Orleans or no ? [ on ? Pucel . Why , no , I fay , distrustful recreants ! Fight ' till the laft gafp ; I will be your guard . Dau . What the fays , I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English ...
... give over Orleans or no ? [ on ? Pucel . Why , no , I fay , distrustful recreants ! Fight ' till the laft gafp ; I will be your guard . Dau . What the fays , I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English ...
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... give thy foul to him thou ferv'ft . Pucel . Come , come , ' tis only I that must disgrace [ They fight . thee . Tal . Heavens , can you fuffer hell fo to prevail ? My breaft I'll burst with training of my courage , And from my fhoulders ...
... give thy foul to him thou ferv'ft . Pucel . Come , come , ' tis only I that must disgrace [ They fight . thee . Tal . Heavens , can you fuffer hell fo to prevail ? My breaft I'll burst with training of my courage , And from my fhoulders ...
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... give theep in lions ' stead : Sheep run not half fo timorous from the wolf , Or horfe , or oxen , from the leopard , As you fly from your oft - fubdued flaves.- [ Alarum . Here another Skirmish . It will not be : -Retire into your ...
... give theep in lions ' stead : Sheep run not half fo timorous from the wolf , Or horfe , or oxen , from the leopard , As you fly from your oft - fubdued flaves.- [ Alarum . Here another Skirmish . It will not be : -Retire into your ...
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... give one fainting kiss.- And now declare , fweet ftem from York's great ftock , Why didft thou fay - of late thou wert defpis'd ? Plant . First , lean thine aged back against mine And in that cafe , I'll tell thee my difeafe . This day ...
... give one fainting kiss.- And now declare , fweet ftem from York's great ftock , Why didft thou fay - of late thou wert defpis'd ? Plant . First , lean thine aged back against mine And in that cafe , I'll tell thee my difeafe . This day ...
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... give order for my funeral ; And fo farewell ; and fair be all thy hopes ! And profperous be thy life , in peace , and war ! [ Dies . Plant . And peace , no war , befal thy parting foul ! In prifon haft thou spent a pilgrimage , And like ...
... give order for my funeral ; And fo farewell ; and fair be all thy hopes ! And profperous be thy life , in peace , and war ! [ Dies . Plant . And peace , no war , befal thy parting foul ! In prifon haft thou spent a pilgrimage , And like ...
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Afide againſt Alarum Alcibiades anfwer Apemantus art thou Baft Becauſe beſt blood brother Burgundy Cade Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doft doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain Flav foldiers fome foul fovereign fpeak France friends ftand ftay fuch fure fweet fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven HENRY VI Henry's himſelf honour houfe houſe Humphrey Jack Cade King HENRY lord lord protector mafter majeſty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble pleaſe pleaſure prefent prifoner prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saliſbury SCENE ſhall Somerſet ſpeak ſtand ſtay Suffolk Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou fhalt thouſand Timon unto Warwick whofe wilt yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 22 - 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 will yean; So many years...
Seite 22 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, 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.
Seite 22 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...