Mr. William Shakespeare's comedies, histories, tragedies and poems, the text newly ed. with notes by R.G. White, Edição 7,Volume 2 |
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... doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey ; and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume . That Geffrey was thy elder brother born , And this his son ; England was Geffrey's right , And his is Geffrey's : in the ...
... doth contain that large Which died in Geffrey ; and the hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume . That Geffrey was thy elder brother born , And this his son ; England was Geffrey's right , And his is Geffrey's : in the ...
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... doth play Upon the dancing banners of the French , Who are at hand , triumphantly display'd , To enter conquerors and to proclaim Arthur of Bretagne England's king and yours . Enter English Herald , with trumpet . E. Her . Rejoice , you ...
... doth play Upon the dancing banners of the French , Who are at hand , triumphantly display'd , To enter conquerors and to proclaim Arthur of Bretagne England's king and yours . Enter English Herald , with trumpet . E. Her . Rejoice , you ...
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... Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse , As patches set upon a little breach Discredit more in hiding of the fault Than did the fault before it was so patch'd . Sal . To this effect , before you were new crown'd , We breath'd our ...
... Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse , As patches set upon a little breach Discredit more in hiding of the fault Than did the fault before it was so patch'd . Sal . To this effect , before you were new crown'd , We breath'd our ...
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... Doth dogged war bristle his angry crest And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace : 120 130 140 150 Now powers from home and discontents at home Meet in one line ; and vast confusion waits , As doth a raven on a sick - fall'n beast , The ...
... Doth dogged war bristle his angry crest And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace : 120 130 140 150 Now powers from home and discontents at home Meet in one line ; and vast confusion waits , As doth a raven on a sick - fall'n beast , The ...
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... Doth make an earthquake of nobility . O , what a noble combat hast thou fought Between compulsion and a brave respect ! Let me wipe off this honourable dew , That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks : My heart hath melted at a lady's ...
... Doth make an earthquake of nobility . O , what a noble combat hast thou fought Between compulsion and a brave respect ! Let me wipe off this honourable dew , That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks : My heart hath melted at a lady's ...
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Mr. William Shakespeare's comedies, histories, tragedies ..., Edição 8,Volume 3 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1883 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
arms bear beauty better blood breath bring brother Buck cause comes cousin crown dead death dost doth Duke Earl Edward England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fall father fear fight follow France French friends gentle give Glou grace grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry hold honour hope hour I'll John keep King lady land leave live look lord majesty master mean mind never night noble once peace play poor pray Prince Queen rest Rich Richard royal SCENE shame soldiers soul speak spirit stand stay sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought thousand tongue true truth unto Warwick York young
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Página 36 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Página 860 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With...
Página 895 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven,...
Página 66 - 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 886 - Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceived; For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred; Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead.
Página 736 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Página 342 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Página 872 - Against the wrackful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays? O fearful meditation! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O! none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Página 675 - What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes; I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why; Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Página 105 - 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!