Shakespeare's Historical Plays, Poems & SonnetsDent, 1924 - 887 pagina's |
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Pagina 3
... hath heaven lent us here ! Eli . He hath a trick of Coeur - de - lion's face ; The accent of his tongue affecteth him . Do you not read some tokens of my son In the large composition of this man ? K. John . Mine eye hath well examined ...
... hath heaven lent us here ! Eli . He hath a trick of Coeur - de - lion's face ; The accent of his tongue affecteth him . Do you not read some tokens of my son In the large composition of this man ? K. John . Mine eye hath well examined ...
Pagina 12
... hath made her sin and her the plague On this removed issue , plagued for her And with her plague ; her sin his injury , Her injury the beadle to her sin , All punish'd in the person of this child , And all for her ; a plague upon her ...
... hath made her sin and her the plague On this removed issue , plagued for her And with her plague ; her sin his injury , Her injury the beadle to her sin , All punish'd in the person of this child , And all for her ; a plague upon her ...
Pagina 23
... hath this day deserved ? what hath it done , That it in golden letters should be set Among the high tides in the calendar ? Nay , rather turn this day out of the week , This day of shame , oppression , perjury . Or , if it must stand ...
... hath this day deserved ? what hath it done , That it in golden letters should be set Among the high tides in the calendar ? Nay , rather turn this day out of the week , This day of shame , oppression , perjury . Or , if it must stand ...
Pagina 32
... hath won , that hath he fortified : So hot a speed with such advice disposed , Such temperate order in so fierce a cause , Doth want example : who hath read or heard Of any kindred action like to this ? K. Phi . Well could I bear that ...
... hath won , that hath he fortified : So hot a speed with such advice disposed , Such temperate order in so fierce a cause , Doth want example : who hath read or heard Of any kindred action like to this ? K. Phi . Well could I bear that ...
Pagina 34
... hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste , That it yields nought but shame and bitterness . Pand . Before the curing of ... hath lost In this which he accounts so clearly won : Are not you grieved that Arthur is his prisoner ? Exit Exit Lew ...
... hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste , That it yields nought but shame and bitterness . Pand . Before the curing of ... hath lost In this which he accounts so clearly won : Are not you grieved that Arthur is his prisoner ? Exit Exit Lew ...
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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.