The Shakespeare reader, extr. from the plays with intr. paragraphs and notes by C.H. Wykes |
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... Boling- broke , and uncle to King Richard ; throughout the scene he will be called Gaunt . There are two other persons who are included in this scene , namely , the Duke of Aumerle , a cousin of Bolingbroke and of the king , and the ...
... Boling- broke , and uncle to King Richard ; throughout the scene he will be called Gaunt . There are two other persons who are included in this scene , namely , the Duke of Aumerle , a cousin of Bolingbroke and of the king , and the ...
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... Boling . ) Six frozen winters spent , Return with welcome home from banishment . Boling . How long a time lies in one little word ! Four lagging winters and four wanton springs End in a word ; such is the breath of kings . Gaunt . I ...
... Boling . ) Six frozen winters spent , Return with welcome home from banishment . Boling . How long a time lies in one little word ! Four lagging winters and four wanton springs End in a word ; such is the breath of kings . Gaunt . I ...
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... Boling . I have too few to take my leave of you , had been advised by others to banish his cousin ; but rather that he did it after due consideration , not hastily . 40. A party - verdict . - A verdict , or judgment , on the same side ...
... Boling . I have too few to take my leave of you , had been advised by others to banish his cousin ; but rather that he did it after due consideration , not hastily . 40. A party - verdict . - A verdict , or judgment , on the same side ...
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... Boling . Joy absent , grief is present for that time . Gaunt . What is six winters ? they are quickly gone . Boling . To men in joy ; but grief makes one hour ten . Gaunt . Call it a travel that thou tak'st for pleasure . Boling . My ...
... Boling . Joy absent , grief is present for that time . Gaunt . What is six winters ? they are quickly gone . Boling . To men in joy ; but grief makes one hour ten . Gaunt . Call it a travel that thou tak'st for pleasure . Boling . My ...
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... Boling . O , who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast ? 100 Or wallow naked in December's snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? 105 O ...
... Boling . O , who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast ? 100 Or wallow naked in December's snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? 105 O ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Antonio Arth Arthur banished Bass Bassanio battle of Agincourt blood body Boling Bolingbroke bond breath brother Brutus Cæsar called Cassius Celia chidden Constance court cousin crown daughter death deeds doth ducats Duke of Gloucester Duke of York Earl Edward England Exeunt eyes father fear France friends gentle give Glou Gloucester grief hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry Bolingbroke Henry VI Holy honour Hubert Jaques John of Gaunt Julius Cæsar KING HENRY KING JOHN King Richard king's land liege live look lord Margaret of Anjou means mercy mythology night noble Northumberland note 28 note 39 oath Pandulph participle pity play poison'd poor prince Rich scene Shakespeare Shylock soul sour sweet speak sweet tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tongue unto Venice verb Warwick word young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 71 - No matter where. Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Seite 62 - All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus ; There is no virtue like necessity.
Seite 73 - Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king ? Car.
Seite 159 - She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her, that she did pity them.
Seite 38 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Seite 122 - 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 132 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand; And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was: For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin...
Seite 72 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit.
Seite 147 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Seite 67 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son, This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...