The plays of William Shakespeare, ed. by T. Keightley, Parte 38,Volume 3 |
No interior do livro
Resultados 1-5 de 47
Página 11
... fight , Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hand . He , that perforce robs lions of their hearts , May easily win a woman's . Ay , my mother , With all my heart I thank thee for my father ! Who lives and dares but say , thou ...
... fight , Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's hand . He , that perforce robs lions of their hearts , May easily win a woman's . Ay , my mother , With all my heart I thank thee for my father ! Who lives and dares but say , thou ...
Página 13
... fight ; therefore , prepare . K. Phi . How much unlook'd for is this expedition ! Aust . By how much unexpected , by so much We must awake endeavour for defence ; For courage mounteth with occasion . Let them be welcome then , we are ...
... fight ; therefore , prepare . K. Phi . How much unlook'd for is this expedition ! Aust . By how much unexpected , by so much We must awake endeavour for defence ; For courage mounteth with occasion . Let them be welcome then , we are ...
Página 23
... fight who shall be king of it ? Bast . An if thou hast the mettle of a king -Being wrong'd , as we are , by this peevish town— Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery , As we will ours , against these saucy walls : And when that we have ...
... fight who shall be king of it ? Bast . An if thou hast the mettle of a king -Being wrong'd , as we are , by this peevish town— Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery , As we will ours , against these saucy walls : And when that we have ...
Página 32
... fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety ! thou art perjur'd too , And sooth'st up greatness . What a fool art thou , A ramping fool , to brag , and stamp , and swear , Upon my party ! Thou cold - blooded slave ...
... fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety ! thou art perjur'd too , And sooth'st up greatness . What a fool art thou , A ramping fool , to brag , and stamp , and swear , Upon my party ! Thou cold - blooded slave ...
Página 51
... fight , Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on . All things , that you should use to do me wrong , Deny their office ; only you do lack That mercy , which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note for mercy - lacking uses ...
... fight , Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on . All things , that you should use to do me wrong , Deny their office ; only you do lack That mercy , which fierce fire and iron extends , Creatures of note for mercy - lacking uses ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast Bishop of Carlisle blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother cousin crown dead death Dolphin doth Dowglas Duch Duke Duke of Hereford Earl Eastcheap England English Enter KING Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear France French friends Gaunt gentle give Grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart Heaven honour horse Host Hubert Kath KING HENRY King John King Richard Lady land liege live look lord Majesty Master never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pray Prince PRINCE JOHN Prince of Wales Rich SCENE Scroop Shal shame shew Sir John Sir John Falstaff soldier soul speak sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue uncle unto villain Westmoreland word York
Passagens conhecidas
Página 81 - 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.
Página 52 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 394 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Página 259 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Página 50 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound ! Nay, hear me, Hubert ! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb ; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Página 130 - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
Página 312 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasure'd. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Página 435 - 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...
Página 183 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Página 401 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...