The Plays of Shakspeare, Volym 2Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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... dear hus- bands ; Mock mothers from their sons , mock castles down ; And some are yet ungotten , and unborn , That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn . But this lies all within the will of God , To whom I do . appeal ; And in ...
... dear hus- bands ; Mock mothers from their sons , mock castles down ; And some are yet ungotten , and unborn , That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn . But this lies all within the will of God , To whom I do . appeal ; And in ...
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... dear offences ! -Bear them hence . [ Exeunt Conspirators , guarded . Now , lords , for France ; the enterprize whereof Shall be to you , as us , like glorious . We doubt not of a fair and lucky war ; Since God so graciously hath brought ...
... dear offences ! -Bear them hence . [ Exeunt Conspirators , guarded . Now , lords , for France ; the enterprize whereof Shall be to you , as us , like glorious . We doubt not of a fair and lucky war ; Since God so graciously hath brought ...
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... dear cousin Suffolk ! My soul shall thine keep company to heaven : Tarry , sweet soul , for mine , then fly a - breast ; As , in this glorious and well - foughten field , We kept together in our chivalry ! Upon these words I came , and ...
... dear cousin Suffolk ! My soul shall thine keep company to heaven : Tarry , sweet soul , for mine , then fly a - breast ; As , in this glorious and well - foughten field , We kept together in our chivalry ! Upon these words I came , and ...
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... dear Katharine ; and I must not blush to affirm it . Kath . O bon Dieu ! les langues des hommes sont pleines des tromperies . K. Hen . What says she , fair one ? that the tongues of men are full of deceits ? Alice . Ouy ; dat de tongues ...
... dear Katharine ; and I must not blush to affirm it . Kath . O bon Dieu ! les langues des hommes sont pleines des tromperies . K. Hen . What says she , fair one ? that the tongues of men are full of deceits ? Alice . Ouy ; dat de tongues ...
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... , vrayment . K. Hen . O , Kate , nice customs curt'sy to great kings . Dear Kate , you and I cannot be confined within the weak list of a country's fashion : we Small time , but , in that small , most 32 [ Аст У. KING HENRY V.
... , vrayment . K. Hen . O , Kate , nice customs curt'sy to great kings . Dear Kate , you and I cannot be confined within the weak list of a country's fashion : we Small time , but , in that small , most 32 [ Аст У. KING HENRY V.
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Sida 541 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Sida 104 - I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Sida 16 - 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 : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint...
Sida 470 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely : touch me with noble anger ! And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks !— No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things — What they are yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I'll weep ; No, I'll not weep : — • I have full cause of weeping ; but this heart Shall...
Sida 314 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Sida 358 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn...
Sida 314 - I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Sida 187 - Good Cromwell, Neglect him not ; make use now, and provide For thine own future safety. Crom. O, my lord, Must I then leave you ? Must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ; The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Sida 570 - Their dearest action in the tented field; And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle ; And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...