The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Volume 5H. Durell, 1817 |
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... comes answer like an ABC - book : --- O sir , says answer , at your best command ; At your employment ; at your service , sir : - No , sir , says question , I , sweet sir , at yours : And so , ere answer knows what question would ...
... comes answer like an ABC - book : --- O sir , says answer , at your best command ; At your employment ; at your service , sir : - No , sir , says question , I , sweet sir , at yours : And so , ere answer knows what question would ...
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... comes it then , that thou art call'd a king , When living blood doth in these temples beat , Which owe the crown that thou o'er - masterest ? K. John . From whom hast thou this great commission , France , To draw my answer from thy ...
... comes it then , that thou art call'd a king , When living blood doth in these temples beat , Which owe the crown that thou o'er - masterest ? K. John . From whom hast thou this great commission , France , To draw my answer from thy ...
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... : " Aust . Methinks , that Richard's pride , and Richard's fall , Should be a precedent to fright you all . Faile . What words are these ? how do my sinews shake ! Enter PANDUlph . K. Phil . Here comes the holy ACT III . 39 KING JOHN .
... : " Aust . Methinks , that Richard's pride , and Richard's fall , Should be a precedent to fright you all . Faile . What words are these ? how do my sinews shake ! Enter PANDUlph . K. Phil . Here comes the holy ACT III . 39 KING JOHN .
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... comes the holy legate of the pope . Pand . Hail , you anointed deputies of heaven ! - To thee , king John , my holy errand is . I Pandulph , of fair Milan cardinal , And from pope Innocent the legate here , Do , in his name ...
... comes the holy legate of the pope . Pand . Hail , you anointed deputies of heaven ! - To thee , king John , my holy errand is . I Pandulph , of fair Milan cardinal , And from pope Innocent the legate here , Do , in his name ...
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... comes here ! a grave unto a soul ; Holding th ' eternal spirit , against her will , In the vile prison of afflicted ... Come , grin on me ; and I will think thou smil'st , And buss thee as thy wife ! Misery's love , O , come to me ! K ...
... comes here ! a grave unto a soul ; Holding th ' eternal spirit , against her will , In the vile prison of afflicted ... Come , grin on me ; and I will think thou smil'st , And buss thee as thy wife ! Misery's love , O , come to me ! K ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast Bishop of Carlisle blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother cousin crown dead death doth Duch duke duke of Hereford earl Eastcheap England Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear France friends Gaunt give Glend grace grief hand Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven hither honour horse Host Hotspur Hubert John of Gaunt JOHNSON King HENRY King John king Richard Lady Lancaster land liege look lord majesty MALONE master never night noble North Northumberland peace Percy Phil Pist play Poins pray prince Prince JOHN prince of Wales Queen Rich SCENE Shakespeare Shal Shallow shame sir John sir John Falstaff soul speak STEEVENS sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle WARBURTON Westmoreland wilt word York
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Página 83 - 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 57 - 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 301 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 132 - No matter where. Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Página 55 - 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 181 - 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...
Página 106 - 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 183 - Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark !) And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villanous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
Página 211 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the sooner it wears.
Página 54 - Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?