The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... pr'ythee , fweet wag , fhall there be gallows ftanding in England when thou art King ? and refolution thus fobb'd as it is , with the rufty curb of old father antick , the law ? Do not thou , when thou art a King , hang a thief . P ...
... pr'ythee , fweet wag , fhall there be gallows ftanding in England when thou art King ? and refolution thus fobb'd as it is , with the rufty curb of old father antick , the law ? Do not thou , when thou art a King , hang a thief . P ...
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... pr'ythee trouble me no more with vanity ; I would to God thou and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bought an old Lord of the council rated me the other day in the ftreet about you , Sir ; but I mark'd him not , and yet ...
... pr'ythee trouble me no more with vanity ; I would to God thou and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bought an old Lord of the council rated me the other day in the ftreet about you , Sir ; but I mark'd him not , and yet ...
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... pr'ythee , leave the Prince and me alone ; alone ; I will lay him down fuch reasons for King HENRY IV . II.
... pr'ythee , leave the Prince and me alone ; alone ; I will lay him down fuch reasons for King HENRY IV . II.
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... pr'ythee , Tom , beat Cutt's faddle , put a few flocks in the point ; the poor jade is wrung in the withers , out of all cafe . Enter another Carrier . 2 Car . Peafe and beans are as dank here as a dog , and that is the next way to give ...
... pr'ythee , Tom , beat Cutt's faddle , put a few flocks in the point ; the poor jade is wrung in the withers , out of all cafe . Enter another Carrier . 2 Car . Peafe and beans are as dank here as a dog , and that is the next way to give ...
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... pr'ythee , lend me thy lanthorn , to fee my gelding in the ftable . 1 Car , Nay , foft , I pray ye ; I know a trick worth two of that , i'faith . Gads . I pr'ythee , lend me thine . 2 Car . Ay , when ? canft tell ? lend me thy lanthorn ...
... pr'ythee , lend me thy lanthorn , to fee my gelding in the ftable . 1 Car , Nay , foft , I pray ye ; I know a trick worth two of that , i'faith . Gads . I pr'ythee , lend me thine . 2 Car . Ay , when ? canft tell ? lend me thy lanthorn ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt anſwer art thou bafe Baft Bard Bardolph blood captain coufin crown Dauphin death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit fack faid Falstaff father fave fear felf felves fent fhall fhew fhould fight fince flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe Juft King Henry Lord Lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pift Piftol pleaſe Poins pow'r pr'ythee prefent prifoners Prince Prince of Wales Pucel purpoſe reafon Reignier Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf Shal ſhall Sir John Sir John Falstaff ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand unto Weft Westmorland whofe Whoſe wilt York
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 231 - 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...
Seite 245 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in: As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him!
Seite 122 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst 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 ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Seite 195 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Seite 230 - My cousin Westmoreland ? No, my fair cousin. If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
Seite 74 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it 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.
Seite 123 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd ; The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Seite 14 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Seite 146 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Seite 183 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.