The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.]. |
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... fair regard . Ely . And a true lover of the holy church . Cant . The courses of his youth promised it not . The breath no sooner left his father's body , But that his wildness , mortified in him , Seem'd to die too : yea , at that very ...
... fair regard . Ely . And a true lover of the holy church . Cant . The courses of his youth promised it not . The breath no sooner left his father's body , But that his wildness , mortified in him , Seem'd to die too : yea , at that very ...
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... fair cousin Dauphin ; for , we hear , Your greeting is from him , not from the king . Amb . May't please your majesty to give us leave Freely to render what we have in charge ; Or shall we sparingly show you far off The Dauphin's ...
... fair cousin Dauphin ; for , we hear , Your greeting is from him , not from the king . Amb . May't please your majesty to give us leave Freely to render what we have in charge ; Or shall we sparingly show you far off The Dauphin's ...
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... fair action may on foot be brought . [ Exeunt . ACT II . CHORUS . OW all the youth of England are on fire , And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies ; Now thrive the armourers , and honour's thought Reigns solely in the breast of every ...
... fair action may on foot be brought . [ Exeunt . ACT II . CHORUS . OW all the youth of England are on fire , And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies ; Now thrive the armourers , and honour's thought Reigns solely in the breast of every ...
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... fair terms : if you would walk off , I would prick your guts a little , in good terms , as I may say ; and that's the humour of it . Pist . O braggard vile , and damned furious wight ! The grave doth gape , and doting death is near ...
... fair terms : if you would walk off , I would prick your guts a little , in good terms , as I may say ; and that's the humour of it . Pist . O braggard vile , and damned furious wight ! The grave doth gape , and doting death is near ...
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... fair , and we will aboard . My lord of Cambridge , and my kind lord of Masham , And you , my gentle knight , give me your thoughts ; Think you not , that the powers we bear with us Will cut their passage through the force of France ...
... fair , and we will aboard . My lord of Cambridge , and my kind lord of Masham , And you , my gentle knight , give me your thoughts ; Think you not , that the powers we bear with us Will cut their passage through the force of France ...
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Alarum Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse Dauphin dead death doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England English Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight France French friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand Harfleur hath hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade Kath king's lady liege live look lord LORD CHAMBERLAIN lord Hastings madam majesty Margaret Mess Murd ne'er never noble peace Pist Plantagenet pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor uncle unto Warwick
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Seite 332 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Seite 120 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion. Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature. Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them— Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace. Have no delight to pass away the time. Unless to see my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity.
Seite 314 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill. It will be proved to thy face that thou hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian ear can endure to hear.
Seite 335 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I...
Seite 43 - 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. 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...
Seite 336 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the king ; And...
Seite 335 - Mark but my fall and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Seite 78 - God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Seite 120 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun, And descant on mine own deformity : And therefore — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these davs.
Seite 113 - And so I was ; which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother : And this word love, which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me ; I am myself alone.