The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Volume 4Harper & Bros., 1839 |
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... sweet and honeyed sentences ; So that the art and practic part of life , Must be the mistress to this theoric : 8 Which is a wonder , how his grace should glean it , Since his addiction was to courses vain : His companies ' unletter'd ...
... sweet and honeyed sentences ; So that the art and practic part of life , Must be the mistress to this theoric : 8 Which is a wonder , how his grace should glean it , Since his addiction was to courses vain : His companies ' unletter'd ...
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... Sweet men , come to him . Nym . The king hath run bad humours on the knight , that's the even of it . Pist . Nym , thou hast spoke the right ; His heart is fracted , and corroborate . Nym . The king is a good king : but it must be as it ...
... Sweet men , come to him . Nym . The king hath run bad humours on the knight , that's the even of it . Pist . Nym , thou hast spoke the right ; His heart is fracted , and corroborate . Nym . The king is a good king : but it must be as it ...
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... sweet shade of your government . Grey . Even those , that were your father's enemies , Have steep'd their galls in honey ; and do serve you With hearts create of duty and of zeal . K. Hen . We therefore have great cause of thankfulness ...
... sweet shade of your government . Grey . Even those , that were your father's enemies , Have steep'd their galls in honey ; and do serve you With hearts create of duty and of zeal . K. Hen . We therefore have great cause of thankfulness ...
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... sweet husband , let me bring thee to Staines . Pist . No ; for my manly heart doth yearn.— Bardolph , be blithe ; -Nym , rouse thy vaunting veins.- Boy , bristle thy courage up ; for Falstaff he is dead , And we must yearn therefore ...
... sweet husband , let me bring thee to Staines . Pist . No ; for my manly heart doth yearn.— Bardolph , be blithe ; -Nym , rouse thy vaunting veins.- Boy , bristle thy courage up ; for Falstaff he is dead , And we must yearn therefore ...
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... sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! -your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt NYM , PIST . and BARD . followed by FLU . Boy . As young as I am , I have observ'd these three swashers . I am boy to them all three : but all they ...
... sweet chuck ! Nym . These be good humours ! -your honour wins bad humours . [ Exeunt NYM , PIST . and BARD . followed by FLU . Boy . As young as I am , I have observ'd these three swashers . I am boy to them all three : but all they ...
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Alarum Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England English Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight France French friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade JOHNSON Kath King HENRY king's lady liege live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam majesty MALONE Margaret ne'er never noble peace Pist Plantagenet pray prince queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak STEEVENS Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor uncle unto Warwick words
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Página 8 - 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 494 - em, if thou canst : leave working. Song. Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Página 39 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more : Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing- so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears.
Página 536 - This royal infant, (Heaven still move about her!) Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Which time shall bring to ripeness. She shall be (But few now living can behold that goodness) A pattern to all princes living with her, And all that shall succeed : Saba was never More covetous of wisdom, and fair virtue, Than this pure soul shall be...
Página 372 - As we pac'd along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main. O Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears ! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl. Inestimable stones, unvalu'd jewels, All...
Página 509 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...