First part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Second part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) Third part of King Henry VI, by Shakespeare (?) King Edward IV, by Heywood. King Richard III, by Shakespeare. Perkin Warbeck, by Ford. King Henry VIII, by Shakespeare and FletcherMacmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 |
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... SCENE II . - London . The Temple Garden . [ Exeunt . Enter the EARLS OF SOMERset , Suffolk , and WARWICK ; RICHARD PLANTAGENET , VERNON , and another Lawyer . Plan . Great lords and gentlemen , what means this silence ? Dare no man ...
... SCENE II . - London . The Temple Garden . [ Exeunt . Enter the EARLS OF SOMERset , Suffolk , and WARWICK ; RICHARD PLANTAGENET , VERNON , and another Lawyer . Plan . Great lords and gentlemen , what means this silence ? Dare no man ...
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... lords , health to you all ! Sad tidings bring I to you out of France , Of loss , of slaughter , and discomfiture : Champaigne , Rheims , Orleans , are all quite lost . Exe . Mess . How were they lost ? what SCENE III II KING HENRY VI.
... lords , health to you all ! Sad tidings bring I to you out of France , Of loss , of slaughter , and discomfiture : Champaigne , Rheims , Orleans , are all quite lost . Exe . Mess . How were they lost ? what SCENE III II KING HENRY VI.
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Thomas Donovan. SCENE II . — Before Orleans . Top of a Tower . Enter SALISBURY , TALBOT , and others . Sal . Talbot , my life , my joy , again return'd ! How wert thou handled , being prisoner ? Or by what ... SCENE II 17 KING HENRY VI.
Thomas Donovan. SCENE II . — Before Orleans . Top of a Tower . Enter SALISBURY , TALBOT , and others . Sal . Talbot , my life , my joy , again return'd ! How wert thou handled , being prisoner ? Or by what ... SCENE II 17 KING HENRY VI.
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... SCENE III . — Before the Gates of Orleans . Shouts of Victory . Рис . Enter PUCELLE , CHARLES , REIGNIER , ALENÇON , and Soldiers . Advance our waving colours on the walls ; Rescued from the English is Orleans : —- Thus Joan La Pucelle ...
... SCENE III . — Before the Gates of Orleans . Shouts of Victory . Рис . Enter PUCELLE , CHARLES , REIGNIER , ALENÇON , and Soldiers . Advance our waving colours on the walls ; Rescued from the English is Orleans : —- Thus Joan La Pucelle ...
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... SCENE III.Plains near Orleans . Enter CHARLES , DUNOIS , ALENÇON , LA PUCELLE , and Puc . Forces . Dismay not , princes , at this accident . Care is no cure , but rather corrosive , For things that are not to be remedied . Let frantic ...
... SCENE III.Plains near Orleans . Enter CHARLES , DUNOIS , ALENÇON , LA PUCELLE , and Puc . Forces . Dismay not , princes , at this accident . Care is no cure , but rather corrosive , For things that are not to be remedied . Let frantic ...
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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.