Shakspere's Werke, herausg. und erklärt von N. Delius. [With] Nachträge und Berichtigungen, Parte 152,Volume 3 |
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... Lady Blanca werden . Ein Monolog des Bastards zum Schlusse dieses Akts fehlt im alten King John , ebenso wie dessen vorhergehender Monolog zum Schlusse des ersten Akts . - A. 3 , Sc . 1. Constanze und Arthur bleiben nach dem Weggange ...
... Lady Blanca werden . Ein Monolog des Bastards zum Schlusse dieses Akts fehlt im alten King John , ebenso wie dessen vorhergehender Monolog zum Schlusse des ersten Akts . - A. 3 , Sc . 1. Constanze und Arthur bleiben nach dem Weggange ...
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... Lady , stand up , be patient for This will not hold , proceede vnto the next . awhile : And fellow , say , whose bastard is thy brother ? My brother often lodged in his house : And what of that ? base groome to slaunder him , That ...
... Lady , stand up , be patient for This will not hold , proceede vnto the next . awhile : And fellow , say , whose bastard is thy brother ? My brother often lodged in his house : And what of that ? base groome to slaunder him , That ...
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... Lady Margaret , widow of Faucon - Fond man ! ah whither art thou carried ? How are thy thoughts ywrapt in Honors heauen ? Forgetfull what thou art , and whence thou camst . Mother . Please it your Maiesty , Sir Ro- Thy Fathers land ...
... Lady Margaret , widow of Faucon - Fond man ! ah whither art thou carried ? How are thy thoughts ywrapt in Honors heauen ? Forgetfull what thou art , and whence thou camst . Mother . Please it your Maiesty , Sir Ro- Thy Fathers land ...
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... , to quiet your affects ? K. John . Now , Gentlemen , we will away Thou moust me Philip with this idle talke , to Fraunce , Which I remit , in hope this mood will die . Philip . Nay , Lady mother , heare me further VIII EINLEITUNG .
... , to quiet your affects ? K. John . Now , Gentlemen , we will away Thou moust me Philip with this idle talke , to Fraunce , Which I remit , in hope this mood will die . Philip . Nay , Lady mother , heare me further VIII EINLEITUNG .
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... lady mother , the world is in my debt , There's something owing to Plantaginet . I marry sir , let me alone for game , Ile act some wonders now I know my name . By blessed Mary Ile not sell that pride For Englands wealth , and all the ...
... lady mother , the world is in my debt , There's something owing to Plantaginet . I marry sir , let me alone for game , Ile act some wonders now I know my name . By blessed Mary Ile not sell that pride For Englands wealth , and all the ...
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Página 59 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Página 59 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 23 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Página 32 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Página 56 - 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...
Página 104 - 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 58 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! if to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is damned : if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord ; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins : but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company : banish...
Página 30 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Página 57 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture : let us swear That you are worth your breeding ; which I doubt not, For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Página 24 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I'll so offend to make offence a skill, Redeeming time when men think least I will.