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Look on thy country , look on fertile France , And see the cities and the towns
defac'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe ! As looks the mother on her lowly babe ,
When death doth close his tender dying eyes , See , see , the pining malady of ...
Look on thy country , look on fertile France , And see the cities and the towns
defac'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe ! As looks the mother on her lowly babe ,
When death doth close his tender dying eyes , See , see , the pining malady of ...
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Then let's make haste away , and look unto the main . War . Unto the main ! O
father , Maine is lost ; That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , * And
would have kept , so long as breath did last : Main chance , father , you meant ;
but I ...
Then let's make haste away , and look unto the main . War . Unto the main ! O
father , Maine is lost ; That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , * And
would have kept , so long as breath did last : Main chance , father , you meant ;
but I ...
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Sweet Nell , ill can thy noble mind abrook The abject people , gazing on thy face ,
With envious 3 looks , still laughing at thy shame ; That erst did follow thy proud
chariot wheels , When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets . * But , soft !
Sweet Nell , ill can thy noble mind abrook The abject people , gazing on thy face ,
With envious 3 looks , still laughing at thy shame ; That erst did follow thy proud
chariot wheels , When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets . * But , soft !
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Alive again ? then show me where he is ; • I'll give a thousand pound to look
upon him.* He hath no eyes “ , the dust hath blinded them.Comb down his hair ;
look ! look ! it stands upright , * • Like lime - twigs set to catch my winged soul !
Alive again ? then show me where he is ; • I'll give a thousand pound to look
upon him.* He hath no eyes “ , the dust hath blinded them.Comb down his hair ;
look ! look ! it stands upright , * • Like lime - twigs set to catch my winged soul !
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War . Then let the earth be drunken with our blood : I'll kill my horse , because I
will not fly . Why stand we like soft - hearted women here , Wailing our losses ,
whiles the foe doth rage ; * And look upon 4 , as if the tragedy * Were play'd in
jest ...
War . Then let the earth be drunken with our blood : I'll kill my horse , because I
will not fly . Why stand we like soft - hearted women here , Wailing our losses ,
whiles the foe doth rage ; * And look upon 4 , as if the tragedy * Were play'd in
jest ...
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arms bear blood body brother Cade Clarence Clif Clifford common crown dead death doth duke earl Edward enemies England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fight follow Forces France French friends give Gloster grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry's highness Holinshed honour hope I'll John keep King Henry Lady leave live London look lord lost March Margaret master means mind never night noble old play once passage peace play present prince queen rest Rich Richard Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare soldiers Somerset soul speak stand stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought true unto Warwick York
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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.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Henry VI, pt. 1-3 Volumen6 de The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Samuel Weller Singer |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Ilustrado por | Thomas Stothard |
| Editor | C. Whittingham, 1826 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 29 Dic. 2006 |
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