The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text; But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, Հատոր 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1818 |
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... Enter GAUNT , and Duchess of GLOSTER . Gaunt . Alas ! the part I had in Gloster's blood . Doth more solicit me , than your exclaims , To stir against the butchers of his life . But since correction lieth in those hands , Which made the ...
... Enter GAUNT , and Duchess of GLOSTER . Gaunt . Alas ! the part I had in Gloster's blood . Doth more solicit me , than your exclaims , To stir against the butchers of his life . But since correction lieth in those hands , Which made the ...
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... Enter the Lord Marshal , and Aumerle . Mar. My lord Aumerle , is Harry Hereford arm'd ? Aum . Yea , at all points ; and longs to enter in . Mar. The duke of Norfolk , sprightfully and bold , Stays but the summons of the appellant's ...
... Enter the Lord Marshal , and Aumerle . Mar. My lord Aumerle , is Harry Hereford arm'd ? Aum . Yea , at all points ; and longs to enter in . Mar. The duke of Norfolk , sprightfully and bold , Stays but the summons of the appellant's ...
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... Enter YORK . Green . Here comes the duke of York . Queen . With signs of war about his aged neck ; O , full of careful business are his looks ! Uncle , For heaven's sake , speak comfortable words . York . Should I do so , I should belie ...
... Enter YORK . Green . Here comes the duke of York . Queen . With signs of war about his aged neck ; O , full of careful business are his looks ! Uncle , For heaven's sake , speak comfortable words . York . Should I do so , I should belie ...
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... Enter BERKley . North . It is my lord of Berkley , as I guess . Berk . My lord of Hereford , my message is to you . Boling . My lord , my answer is- -to Lancaster ; And I am come to seek that name in England : And I must find that title ...
... Enter BERKley . North . It is my lord of Berkley , as I guess . Berk . My lord of Hereford , my message is to you . Boling . My lord , my answer is- -to Lancaster ; And I am come to seek that name in England : And I must find that title ...
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... enter in the castle , And there repose you for this night . Boling . An offer , uncle , that we will accept . But we must win your grace , to go with us To Bristol castle ; which , they say , is held By Bushy , Bagot , and their ...
... enter in the castle , And there repose you for this night . Boling . An offer , uncle , that we will accept . But we must win your grace , to go with us To Bristol castle ; which , they say , is held By Bushy , Bagot , and their ...
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The Family Shakspeare: In which Nothing is Added to the Original ..., Հատոր 5 William Shakespeare Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1853 |
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Էջ 181 - 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
Էջ 290 - 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.
Էջ 21 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Էջ 291 - 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?
Էջ 219 - Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then, and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to •borrow a mess of vinegar; telling us, she had a good dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat some; whereby I told thee, they were ill for a green wound?
Էջ 78 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. DUCHESS. Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst? YORK. As in a theatre the eyes of men After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried 'God save him!
Էջ 109 - Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Էջ 214 - When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection ; Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then but draw anew the model In fewer offices, or at last desist To build at all...
Էջ 232 - 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...
Էջ 114 - By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he, that doth redeem her thence, might wear, Without corrival, all her dignities : — But out upon this half- fac'd fellowship ! Wor.