The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Volume 4 |
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The manner how this action hath been borne , Here , at more leisure , may your
highness read ; With every course , in his particular . K. Hen . 0 Westinoreland ,
thou art a summer bird , Which ever in the haunch of winter sings The listing up of
...
The manner how this action hath been borne , Here , at more leisure , may your
highness read ; With every course , in his particular . K. Hen . 0 Westinoreland ,
thou art a summer bird , Which ever in the haunch of winter sings The listing up of
...
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They know , your grace hath cause , and means , and might ; So hath your
highness ; never king of England Had nobles richer , and more loyal subjects ;
Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England , And lie pavilion'd in the
fields of ...
They know , your grace hath cause , and means , and might ; So hath your
highness ; never king of England Had nobles richer , and more loyal subjects ;
Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England , And lie pavilion'd in the
fields of ...
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So may your highness , and yet punish too . Grey . Sir , you show great mercy , if
yoa give bim life , After the taste of much correction . K. Hen . Alas , your too much
love and care of me Are heavy orisons ' gainst this If little faults proceeding on ...
So may your highness , and yet punish too . Grey . Sir , you show great mercy , if
yoa give bim life , After the taste of much correction . K. Hen . Alas , your too much
love and care of me Are heavy orisons ' gainst this If little faults proceeding on ...
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I do arrest you in his highness ' name ; And here commit you to my lord cardinal
To keep , until your further time of trial . K. Hen . My lord of Gloster , ' tis my special
hope , That you will clear yourself from all suspects ; My conscience tells me ...
I do arrest you in his highness ' name ; And here commit you to my lord cardinal
To keep , until your further time of trial . K. Hen . My lord of Gloster , ' tis my special
hope , That you will clear yourself from all suspects ; My conscience tells me ...
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They say , in him they fear your highness ' death ; And mere instinct of love and
loyalty , Free from a stubborn opposite intent , As being thought to contradict your
liking , Makes them thus forward in his banisbment . They say , in care of your ...
They say , in him they fear your highness ' death ; And mere instinct of love and
loyalty , Free from a stubborn opposite intent , As being thought to contradict your
liking , Makes them thus forward in his banisbment . They say , in care of your ...
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answer arms Bard Bardolph bear better blood body bring brother Cade captain comes cousin crown dead death doth duke earl enemy England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair Falstaff father fear field fight follow Forces France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harry hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry highness hold honour hope horse Host I'll John keep king King Henry lady leave live look lord majesty master means meet never night noble once peace Pist Poins poor pray prince SCENE Shal sir John soldiers Somerset soul speak spirit stand Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thing thou art thought thousand tongue true unto Warwick York
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Página 94 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt?
Página 39 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : The which observ'd, 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 intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Página 77 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Página 60 - To-morrow is Saint Crispian: " Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Página 38 - With deaf'ning 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 48 - I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.
Página 68 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm; in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Página 41 - 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 21 - 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 12 - twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...