The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised; with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone, Volumen5H. Baldwin, 1790 |
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... hath receiv'd eight thoufand nobles , In name of lendings for your highnefs ' foldiers ; The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments " , Like a falfe traitor , and injurious villain . Befides I fay , and will in battle prove , - Or ...
... hath receiv'd eight thoufand nobles , In name of lendings for your highnefs ' foldiers ; The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments " , Like a falfe traitor , and injurious villain . Befides I fay , and will in battle prove , - Or ...
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... hath a quiet breast . K. Rich . Farewel , my lord : fecurely I efpy Virtue with valour couched in thine eye.- Order the trial , marfhal , and begin . [ The king and the lords return to their feats . Mar. Harry of Hereford , Lancafter ...
... hath a quiet breast . K. Rich . Farewel , my lord : fecurely I efpy Virtue with valour couched in thine eye.- Order the trial , marfhal , and begin . [ The king and the lords return to their feats . Mar. Harry of Hereford , Lancafter ...
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... Hath from the number of his banish'd years Pluck'd four away ; -Six frozen winters spent , Return [ to Bol . ] with welcome home from banishment . Boling . How long a time lies in one little word ! Four lagging winters , and four wanton ...
... Hath from the number of his banish'd years Pluck'd four away ; -Six frozen winters spent , Return [ to Bol . ] with welcome home from banishment . Boling . How long a time lies in one little word ! Four lagging winters , and four wanton ...
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... Hath made a fhameful conqueft of itself : O , would the scandal vanish with my life , How happy then were my enfuing death ! Enter King RICHARD , and Queen 7 ; AUMERLE , BUSHY , GREEN , BAGOT , Ross , and WILLOUGHBY ' . York . The king ...
... Hath made a fhameful conqueft of itself : O , would the scandal vanish with my life , How happy then were my enfuing death ! Enter King RICHARD , and Queen 7 ; AUMERLE , BUSHY , GREEN , BAGOT , Ross , and WILLOUGHBY ' . York . The king ...
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... hath spent . York . Be York the next that must be bankrupt fo ! Though death be poor , it ends a mortal woe . K. Rich . The ripest fruit first falls , and fo doth he ; His time is spent , our pilgrimage must be : So much for that ...
... hath spent . York . Be York the next that must be bankrupt fo ! Though death be poor , it ends a mortal woe . K. Rich . The ripest fruit first falls , and fo doth he ; His time is spent , our pilgrimage must be : So much for that ...
Términos y frases comunes
alfo anſwer Bard Bardolph becauſe blood Boling Bolingbroke called caufe coufin crown death doth duke earl Enter Exeunt expreffion fack faid Falstaff fame fays fcene fecond feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould fignifies fir John fleep foldiers folio fome foul fpeak fpeech France French ftand ftill fubfequent fubject fuch fuppofe fweet fword Gaunt Harfleur hath heaven Henry IV himſelf Hoft Holinfhed honour horfe horſe JOHNSON Juft King Henry lord mafter majefty MALONE means moft muft muſt myſelf night noble Northumberland obferved old copies paffage peace Percy perfon Pift play pleaſe Poins prefent prifoners prince prince of Wales purpoſe quarto reafon Richard Richard II ſay ſcene Shakspeare Shal ſhall Sir Dagonet Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON Weft whofe word
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Página 340 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 242 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Página 137 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced 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-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Página 500 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and upon this charge Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
Página 552 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Página 344 - The which observed, 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.
Página 128 - 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...
Página 108 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Página 550 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Página 356 - I'll ne'er bear a base mind; — an't be my destiny, so ; an't be not, so. No man's too good to serve his prince ; and, let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.