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The spirit of deep prophecy she hath , Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome ;
What ' s past , and what ' s to come , she can descry . Speak , shall I call her in ?
Believe my words , For they are certain and unfallible . Char . Go , call her in : [
Erit ...
The spirit of deep prophecy she hath , Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome ;
What ' s past , and what ' s to come , she can descry . Speak , shall I call her in ?
Believe my words , For they are certain and unfallible . Char . Go , call her in : [
Erit ...
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Either she hath bewitched me with her words , Or nature makes me suddenly
relent . . Puc . Besides , all French and France exclaims on thee , Doubting thy
birth and lawful progeny . Who join ' st thou with , but with a lordly nation , That
will not ...
Either she hath bewitched me with her words , Or nature makes me suddenly
relent . . Puc . Besides , all French and France exclaims on thee , Doubting thy
birth and lawful progeny . Who join ' st thou with , but with a lordly nation , That
will not ...
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Pucelle hath bravely played her part in this , And doth deserve a coronet of gold .
Char . Now , let us on , my lords , and join our powers ; And seek how we may
prejudice the foe . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . - Paris . A Room in the Palace . Enter
King ...
Pucelle hath bravely played her part in this , And doth deserve a coronet of gold .
Char . Now , let us on , my lords , and join our powers ; And seek how we may
prejudice the foe . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . - Paris . A Room in the Palace . Enter
King ...
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Hath my sword therefore broke through London Gates , that you should leave me
at the White Hart in Southwark ? I thought , ye would never have given out these
arms , till you had recovered your ancient freedom : but you are all recreants ...
Hath my sword therefore broke through London Gates , that you should leave me
at the White Hart in Southwark ? I thought , ye would never have given out these
arms , till you had recovered your ancient freedom : but you are all recreants ...
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Thus war hath given thee peace , for thou art still . Peace with his soul , heaven ,
if it be thy will ! [ Exit . Enter Young Clifford . Y . Clif . Shame and confusion ! all is
on the rout ; Fear frames disorder , and disorder wounds Where it should guard .
Thus war hath given thee peace , for thou art still . Peace with his soul , heaven ,
if it be thy will ! [ Exit . Enter Young Clifford . Y . Clif . Shame and confusion ! all is
on the rout ; Fear frames disorder , and disorder wounds Where it should guard .
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Alarum arms bear better blood body brave brother Cade Char Charles Clarence Clif Clifford command crown dead death doth duke earl Edward enemies England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fight foes follow Forces France French friends give Gloster grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry's highness hold honour hope I'll John keep King Henry lady leave live look lord majesty Margaret master means never noble once peace poor prince prisoner protector queen rest Rich Richard Salisbury SCENE shalt shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stand stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou thou art thought thousand towns traitor treason true uncle unto Warwick yield York
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Página 337 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Página 6 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night ! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death ! Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Página 41 - Will I upon thy party wear this rose. And here I prophesy, — this brawl to-day , Grown to this faction in the Temple garden, Shall send , between the red rose and the white , A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
Página 191 - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped 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 palfry go to grass.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen3 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 27 Dic. 2006 |
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