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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... leave awhile ? Gur . Good leave , good Philip . Philip ! sparrow : James , Bast . There's toys abroad : anon I'll tell thee more . Madam , I was not old Sir Robert's son : Sir Robert might have eat his part in me Upon Good - Friday and ...
... leave awhile ? Gur . Good leave , good Philip . Philip ! sparrow : James , Bast . There's toys abroad : anon I'll tell thee more . Madam , I was not old Sir Robert's son : Sir Robert might have eat his part in me Upon Good - Friday and ...
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... leave your children , wives , and you in peace . But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer , ' Tis not the roundure of your old - faced walls Can hide you from our messengers of war , Though all these English and their discipline Were ...
... leave your children , wives , and you in peace . But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer , ' Tis not the roundure of your old - faced walls Can hide you from our messengers of war , Though all these English and their discipline Were ...
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... Leave them as naked as the vulgar air . That done , dissever your united strengths , And part your mingled colours once again ; Turn face to face and bloody point to point ; Then , in a moment , Fortune shall cull forth Out of one side ...
... Leave them as naked as the vulgar air . That done , dissever your united strengths , And part your mingled colours once again ; Turn face to face and bloody point to point ; Then , in a moment , Fortune shall cull forth Out of one side ...
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... leave those woes alone which I alone Am bound to under - bear . Sal . Pardon me , madam , I may not go without you to the kings . Const . Thou mayst , thou shalt ; I will not go with thee : I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ; For ...
... leave those woes alone which I alone Am bound to under - bear . Sal . Pardon me , madam , I may not go without you to the kings . Const . Thou mayst , thou shalt ; I will not go with thee : I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ; For ...
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... leave , On their departure most of all show evil : What have you lost by losing of this day ? Lew . All days of glory , joy and happiness . Pand . If you had won it , certainly you had . No , no ; when Fortune means to men most good ...
... leave , On their departure most of all show evil : What have you lost by losing of this day ? Lew . All days of glory , joy and happiness . Pand . If you had won it , certainly you had . No , no ; when Fortune means to men most good ...
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Mr. William Shakespeare's comedies, histories, tragedies ..., Edição 8,Volume 3 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1883 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alarum arms art thou Bardolph Bast bear blood Boling Bolingbroke brother Buck Buckingham Cade Clar Clarence cousin crown dead death dost doth Duch Duke Duke of York Earl Edward Eliz England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff farewell father fear France friends gentle give Glou Glou'ster GLOUCESTER grace grief hand hath head hear heart heaven honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade Kath KING HENRY lady liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings madam majesty ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Pist Poins poor pray Prince Prince of Wales Queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE shame Sir John soldiers Somerset sorrow soul speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thyself tongue traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt words York
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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!