The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Henry VI, pt. 1-3C. Whittingham, 1826 |
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... Clif . What say ye , countrymen ? will ye relent , ' And yield to mercy , whilst ' tis offer'd you ; ' Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths ? < 6 Who loves the king , and will embrace his pardon , Fling up his cap , and say -- God ...
... Clif . What say ye , countrymen ? will ye relent , ' And yield to mercy , whilst ' tis offer'd you ; ' Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths ? < 6 Who loves the king , and will embrace his pardon , Fling up his cap , and say -- God ...
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... Clif . Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth , • That thus you do exclaim - you'll go with him ? ' Will he conduct you through the heart of France , • And make the meanest of you earls and dukes ? Alas , he hath no home , no place to fly ...
... Clif . Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth , • That thus you do exclaim - you'll go with him ? ' Will he conduct you through the heart of France , • And make the meanest of you earls and dukes ? Alas , he hath no home , no place to fly ...
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... Clif . He's fled , my lord , and all his powers do yield ; And humbly thus , with halters on their necks , So all the historians agree ; and yet in Part I. Act iii . Sc . 4 , King Henry is made to say : - ' I do remember how my father ...
... Clif . He's fled , my lord , and all his powers do yield ; And humbly thus , with halters on their necks , So all the historians agree ; and yet in Part I. Act iii . Sc . 4 , King Henry is made to say : - ' I do remember how my father ...
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... Clif . Health and all happiness to my lord the king ! [ Kneels . York . I thank thee , Clifford : Say , what news with thee ? Nay , do not fright us with an angry look : We are thy sovereign , Clifford , kneel again ; For thy mistaking ...
... Clif . Health and all happiness to my lord the king ! [ Kneels . York . I thank thee , Clifford : Say , what news with thee ? Nay , do not fright us with an angry look : We are thy sovereign , Clifford , kneel again ; For thy mistaking ...
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... Clif . He is a traitor ; let him to the Tower , . And chop away that factious pate of his . Q. Mar. He is arrested , but will not obey ; His sons , he says , shall give their words for him . York . Will you not , sons ? 6 Edw . Ay ...
... Clif . He is a traitor ; let him to the Tower , . And chop away that factious pate of his . Q. Mar. He is arrested , but will not obey ; His sons , he says , shall give their words for him . York . Will you not , sons ? 6 Edw . Ay ...
Términos y frases comunes
Alarum arms blood brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade cardinal Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth duke of York earl earl of Warwick enemies England Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit father fear fight foes France French friends give Gloster grace hand hath head heart heaven Henry's Holinshed honour house of Lancaster house of York Humphrey Jack Cade King Edward King Henry VI King Richard III Lady Lancaster lord lord protector madam majesty Malone Mess ne'er never night noble old play peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE QUEEN MARGARET Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Sir John slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stay Steevens Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt words
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Página 309 - God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Página 310 - I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Página 93 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Página 19 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Página 220 - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny : the threehooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass.