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If it pass against us , We lose the better half of our possession : For all the
temporal lands , which men devout By testament have given to the church ,
Would they strip from us ; being valued thus ,As much as would maintain , to the
king ' s ...
If it pass against us , We lose the better half of our possession : For all the
temporal lands , which men devout By testament have given to the church ,
Would they strip from us ; being valued thus ,As much as would maintain , to the
king ' s ...
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Never was monarch better fear ' d and loved , Than is your majesty ; there ' s not ,
I think , a subject , That sits in heart - grief and uneasiness Under the sweet
shade of your government . Grey . Even those that were your father ' s enemies ...
Never was monarch better fear ' d and loved , Than is your majesty ; there ' s not ,
I think , a subject , That sits in heart - grief and uneasiness Under the sweet
shade of your government . Grey . Even those that were your father ' s enemies ...
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I must leave them , and seek some better service : their villany goes against my
weak stomach , and therefore I must cast it up . [ Exit Boy . Re - enter FLUELLEN ,
GOWER . following . Gow . Captain Fluellen , you must come presently to the ...
I must leave them , and seek some better service : their villany goes against my
weak stomach , and therefore I must cast it up . [ Exit Boy . Re - enter FLUELLEN ,
GOWER . following . Gow . Captain Fluellen , you must come presently to the ...
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The town sounds a parley . Flu . Captain Macmorris , when there is more better
opportunity to be required , look you , I will be so bold as to tell you , I know the
disciplines of war ; and there is an end . [ Exeunt . not ities . SCENE III . - The
same .
The town sounds a parley . Flu . Captain Macmorris , when there is more better
opportunity to be required , look you , I will be so bold as to tell you , I know the
disciplines of war ; and there is an end . [ Exeunt . not ities . SCENE III . - The
same .
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Thus says my king : - Say thou to Harry of England , Though we seem ' d dead ,
we did but sleep ; Advantage is a better soldier , than rashness . Tell him , we
could have rebuked him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an
injury ...
Thus says my king : - Say thou to Harry of England , Though we seem ' d dead ,
we did but sleep ; Advantage is a better soldier , than rashness . Tell him , we
could have rebuked him at Harfleur ; but that we thought not good to bruise an
injury ...
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Seite 24 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Seite 391 - 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.
Seite 265 - 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 days.
Seite 413 - With all the virtues that attend the good, Shall still be doubled on her; truth shall nurse her; Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her; She shall be loved and fear'd; her own shall bless her; Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow; good grows with her. In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants; and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the...
Seite 391 - Wol. Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Seite 47 - 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. 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 391 - 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 8 - 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; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil...
Seite 454 - As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : to have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery. Take the instant way ; For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast : keep then the path ; For emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue : if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide they all rush by And leave you hindmost...
Seite 24 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. 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.
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| Titel | The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic], and Reed, with glossarial notes, Band 3 The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic], and Reed, with glossarial notes, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Herausgeber | William Hazlitt |
| Veröffentlicht | 1851 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 13. Sept. 2007 |
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