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... CADE , a rebel . GEORGE BEVIS , JOHN HOLLAND , DICK the butcher , SMITH the weaver , and MICHAEL , followers of Cade . MARGARET , Queen to King Henry . Wife to Simpcox . KING HENRY VI PART II ACT I SCENE I. -
... CADE , a rebel . GEORGE BEVIS , JOHN HOLLAND , DICK the butcher , SMITH the weaver , and MICHAEL , followers of Cade . MARGARET , Queen to King Henry . Wife to Simpcox . KING HENRY VI PART II ACT I SCENE I. -
Sida 82
... Cade of Ashford , To make commotion , as full well he can , Under the title of John Mortimer . In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade Oppose himself against a troop of kerns , And , in the end being rescu'd , I have seen Him caper ...
... Cade of Ashford , To make commotion , as full well he can , Under the title of John Mortimer . In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade Oppose himself against a troop of kerns , And , in the end being rescu'd , I have seen Him caper ...
Sida 92
... Cade their general . Lord Say , Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head . Say . Ay , but I hope your highness shall have his . K. Hen . How now , madam ! Lamenting still , and mourning Suffolk's death ? I fear me , love , if that I had ...
... Cade their general . Lord Say , Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head . Say . Ay , but I hope your highness shall have his . K. Hen . How now , madam ! Lamenting still , and mourning Suffolk's death ? I fear me , love , if that I had ...
Sida 93
... Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer , Descended from the Duke of Clarence ' house ; And calls your grace usurper openly , And vows to crown himself in Westminster . His army is a ragged multitude Of hinds and peasants , rude and ...
... Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer , Descended from the Duke of Clarence ' house ; And calls your grace usurper openly , And vows to crown himself in Westminster . His army is a ragged multitude Of hinds and peasants , rude and ...
Sida 94
... Cade . Come , come , let's fall in with them . Enter CADE , DICK the Butcher , SMITH the Weaver , and others in great number . We John Cade , so termed of our supposed father , - Dick . [ Aside . ] Or rather , of stealing a cade of herrings ...
... Cade . Come , come , let's fall in with them . Enter CADE , DICK the Butcher , SMITH the Weaver , and others in great number . We John Cade , so termed of our supposed father , - Dick . [ Aside . ] Or rather , of stealing a cade of herrings ...
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First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI ... Thomas Donovan Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1896 |
First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI ... Thomas Donovan Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1896 |
First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI ... Thomas Donovan Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1896 |
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blood brother Buck Buckingham Burgundy Cade cardinal CATESBY Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Constable of France cousin crown DALYELL daughter death dost doth Duch Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Eliz enemy England Enter KING Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear France friends Gent give Gloster grace gracious hand hath hear heart heaven Hobs honour house of York Hunt Jack Cade Jane JANE SHORE Kath King Edward KING HENRY king's lady live LORD CHAMBERLAIN Lord Hastings madam majesty Margaret master Mess Messenger Mistress Shore Murd ne'er never noble pardon peace PERKIN WARBECK pity pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET royal SCENE soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet Talbot tanner tell thank thee There's thine thou art thou hast traitor unto Urswick Warwick words
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Sida 462 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Sida 251 - Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Sida 259 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Sida 320 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree, Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree ; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, — Guilty ! guilty ! I shall despair.
Sida 95 - Be brave, then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny ; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer...
Sida 439 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music plants, and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play. Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Sida 260 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Sida 133 - God ! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon a hill, as 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. When this is known, then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours must I take my rest ; So many hours must I contemplate ;...
Sida 455 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Sida 260 - And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy, And, in my company, my brother Gloster : Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches, thence we look'd toward England, And cited up a thousand heavy times, During the wars of York and Lancaster, That had befallen us.