Henry IV, pt. 2. Henry V. Henry VI, pts. 1-3Phillips and Samson, 1848 |
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... dead in look , so woe - begone , Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night , And would have told him , half his Troy was burned ; But Priam found the fire , ere he his tongue , And I my Percy's death , ere thou report'st it . This thou ...
... dead in look , so woe - begone , Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night , And would have told him , half his Troy was burned ; But Priam found the fire , ere he his tongue , And I my Percy's death , ere thou report'st it . This thou ...
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... dead is not alive . Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell , Remembered knolling a departing friend . ' ; Bard . I cannot think , my lord , your son is dead ...
... dead is not alive . Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell , Remembered knolling a departing friend . ' ; Bard . I cannot think , my lord , your son is dead ...
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... dead ! 2 Tra . This strained passion doth you wrong , my lord.3 Bard . Sweet earl , divorce not wisdom from your honor . Mor . The lives of all your loving complices Lean on your health ; the which , if you give o'er 1 Grief , in the ...
... dead ! 2 Tra . This strained passion doth you wrong , my lord.3 Bard . Sweet earl , divorce not wisdom from your honor . Mor . The lives of all your loving complices Lean on your health ; the which , if you give o'er 1 Grief , in the ...
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... dead vomit up , And howl'st to find it . What trust is in these times ? They that , when Richard lived , would have him die , Are now become enamored on his grave . Thou , that threw'st dust upon his goodly head , When through proud ...
... dead vomit up , And howl'st to find it . What trust is in these times ? They that , when Richard lived , would have him die , Are now become enamored on his grave . Thou , that threw'st dust upon his goodly head , When through proud ...
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... dead ? what's the matter ? Fang . Sir John , I arrest you at the suit of mistress Quickly . Fal . Away , varlets ! -Draw , Bardolph ; cut me off the villain's head ; throw the quean in the channel . Host . Throw me in the channel ? I'll ...
... dead ? what's the matter ? Fang . Sir John , I arrest you at the suit of mistress Quickly . Fal . Away , varlets ! -Draw , Bardolph ; cut me off the villain's head ; throw the quean in the channel . Host . Throw me in the channel ? I'll ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alarum arms Bard Bardolph blood brother Cade captain Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown dauphin dead death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward enemy England English Enter KING HENRY Exeter Exeunt Exit Falstaff father fear fight folio France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur hath head hear heart Heaven Henry's Holinshed honor house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade King Henry VI lady Lancaster liege live look lord majesty Margaret master never night noble Northumberland old play peace Pist Pistol Poins pray prince Pucelle quarto queen Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Shal sir John soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor unto valiant Warwick Westmoreland wilt words
Passagens conhecidas
Página 190 - 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 ; For he, to-day, that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now abed, Shall think themselves accursed, they were not here: And hold their manhoods cheap, while any speaks, That fought with us upon Saint...
Página 52 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st 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 153 - 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. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Página 472 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Página 52 - 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 127 - The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts; 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 144 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child ; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even 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 117 - O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to "act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment.
Página 112 - Yet the man, thus corrupt, thus despicable, makes himself necessary to the prince that despises him, by the most pleasing of all qualities, perpetual gayety ; by an unfailing power of exciting laughter ; which is the more freely indulged, as his wit is not of the splendid or ambitious kind, but consists in easy scapes and sallies of levity, which make sport, but raise no envy. It must be observed, that he is stained with no enormous or sanguinary crimes, so that his licentiousness is not so offensive...
Página 262 - And here I prophesy, — This brawl to-day, Grown to this faction, in the Temple garden, Shall send, between the red rose and the white, A thousand souls to death and deadly night.