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... thank you all . [ Flourish . Suff . My lord protector , so it please your grace , Here are the articles of contracted peace , Between our sovereign and the French king Charles , For eighteen months concluded by consent . Glo . [ Reads ...
... thank you all . [ Flourish . Suff . My lord protector , so it please your grace , Here are the articles of contracted peace , Between our sovereign and the French king Charles , For eighteen months concluded by consent . Glo . [ Reads ...
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... Thanks , uncle Winchester , Gloster , York , and Buckingham , Somerset , Salisbury , and Warwick ; We thank you all for this great favour done , In entertainment to my princely queen . Come , let us in ; and with all speed provide To ...
... Thanks , uncle Winchester , Gloster , York , and Buckingham , Somerset , Salisbury , and Warwick ; We thank you all for this great favour done , In entertainment to my princely queen . Come , let us in ; and with all speed provide To ...
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... thank God , and Saint Alban . Glo . Say'st thou me so ? What colour is this cloak of ! Simp . Red , master : red as blood . Glo . Why , that's well said : What colour is my gown of ? Simp . Black , forsooth ; coal - black , as jet . K ...
... thank God , and Saint Alban . Glo . Say'st thou me so ? What colour is this cloak of ! Simp . Red , master : red as blood . Glo . Why , that's well said : What colour is my gown of ? Simp . Black , forsooth ; coal - black , as jet . K ...
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... thank you , lords . But I am not your king Till I be crown'd ; and that my sword be stain'd With heart - blood of the house of Lancaster . * And that's not suddenly to be perform'd ; But with advice and silent secrecy . * Do you , as I ...
... thank you , lords . But I am not your king Till I be crown'd ; and that my sword be stain'd With heart - blood of the house of Lancaster . * And that's not suddenly to be perform'd ; But with advice and silent secrecy . * Do you , as I ...
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... thank you all : * drink , and pray for me , * I pray you ; for , I think , I have taken my last * draught in this world . ** - Here , Robin , an if I die , I give thee my apron ; and , Will , thou shalt have my hammer : -and here , Tom ...
... thank you all : * drink , and pray for me , * I pray you ; for , I think , I have taken my last * draught in this world . ** - Here , Robin , an if I die , I give thee my apron ; and , Will , thou shalt have my hammer : -and here , Tom ...
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The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare: With Notes ..., Volume 2 William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1871 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Achilles Ajax Antony Apem Apemantus bear blood brother Brutus Cade Cæsar Cassius Clarence Cleo Cleopatra Coriolanus Cres crown Cymbeline daughter dead death dost doth duke duke of York Edward Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fool friends Gent give Gloster gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Holinshed honour house of York Julius Cæsar King Henry King Henry VI lady Lear look lord Lucius madam Malone Marcius Mark Antony means ne'er never night noble old copy reads Pandarus peace Pericles play Plutarch poet pray prince queen Rich Richard Rome SCENE Shakspeare Shakspeare's Somerset soul speak Steevens Suff Suffolk sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Timon Titus Andronicus Troilus Troilus and Cressida Ulyss unto Warwick word York
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Página 161 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows ; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy : the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Página 174 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, — That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and...
Página 209 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun...
Página 263 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Página 161 - What plagues, and what portents! what mutiny! What raging of the sea! shaking of earth! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture ! O, when degree is shak'd, Which is the ladder to all high designs, The enterprise is sick.
Página 69 - 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 307 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar...
Página 263 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 264 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Página 143 - 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.