Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagina's |
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Pagina 27
... grace , devise , ordain , impose Some gentle order ; and then we shall be blest To do your pleasure and continue friends . Pand . All form is formless , order orderless , Save what is opposite to England's love . Therefore to arms ! be ...
... grace , devise , ordain , impose Some gentle order ; and then we shall be blest To do your pleasure and continue friends . Pand . All form is formless , order orderless , Save what is opposite to England's love . Therefore to arms ! be ...
Pagina 30
... grace shall stay behind So strongly guarded . [ To Arthur ] Cousin , look not sad : Thy grandam loves thee ; and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father was . Arth . O , this will make my mother die with grief ! K. John . [ To ...
... grace shall stay behind So strongly guarded . [ To Arthur ] Cousin , look not sad : Thy grandam loves thee ; and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father was . Arth . O , this will make my mother die with grief ! K. John . [ To ...
Pagina 70
... grace of God and this mine arm , To prove him , in defending of myself , A traitor to my God , my king , and me : And as I truly fight , defend me heaven ! The trumpets sound . Enter Bolingbroke , appellant , in armour , with a Herald ...
... grace of God and this mine arm , To prove him , in defending of myself , A traitor to my God , my king , and me : And as I truly fight , defend me heaven ! The trumpets sound . Enter Bolingbroke , appellant , in armour , with a Herald ...
Pagina 91
... grace in person . My noble uncle ! York . Show me thy humble heart , and not thy knee , Whose duty is deceivable and false . Boling . My gracious uncle ! York . Tut , tut ! Grace me no grace , nor uncle me no uncle : I am no traitor's ...
... grace in person . My noble uncle ! York . Show me thy humble heart , and not thy knee , Whose duty is deceivable and false . Boling . My gracious uncle ! York . Tut , tut ! Grace me no grace , nor uncle me no uncle : I am no traitor's ...
Pagina 92
... grace upon to do him right . Willo . Base men by his endowments are made great . York . My lords of England , let me tell you this : I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs And labour'd all I could to do him right ; But in this kind to ...
... grace upon to do him right . Willo . Base men by his endowments are made great . York . My lords of England , let me tell you this : I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs And labour'd all I could to do him right ; But in this kind to ...
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Alarum arms art thou Bardolph Bast bear blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Clar Clarence cousin crown dead death dost doth Duch Duke Duke of Gloucester Duke of York Earl Edward Eliz England Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fight France friends gentle give Glou Gloucester grace grief hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry honour house of Lancaster Jack Cade Kath Lady liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings madam majesty master Murd ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Pist Poins poor pray Prince Prince of Wales queen Reignier Rich Richard SCENE shame Sir John soldiers Somerset sorrow soul speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thyself tongue traitor uncle unto Warwick weep wilt words York
Populaire passages
Pagina 829 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving. Thyself thou...
Pagina 60 - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Pagina 821 - Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays ? O fearful meditation ! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Pagina 832 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew : Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you ; you pattern of all those.