The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen3 |
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Curse , miscreant , when thou comest to the stake . [ Exeunt . Alarums . Enter
SUFFOLK , leading in Lady MARGARET . Suf . Be what thou wilt , thou art my
prisoner . [ Gazes on her . O fairest beauty , do not fear , nor fly ; For I will touch
thee but ...
Curse , miscreant , when thou comest to the stake . [ Exeunt . Alarums . Enter
SUFFOLK , leading in Lady MARGARET . Suf . Be what thou wilt , thou art my
prisoner . [ Gazes on her . O fairest beauty , do not fear , nor fly ; For I will touch
thee but ...
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I am descended of a gentler blood ; Thou art no father , nor no friend , of mine .
Shep . Out , out ! — My lords , an please you , ' tis not so ; I did beget her , all the
parish knows : Her mother liveth yet , can testify , She was the first fruit of my ...
I am descended of a gentler blood ; Thou art no father , nor no friend , of mine .
Shep . Out , out ! — My lords , an please you , ' tis not so ; I did beget her , all the
parish knows : Her mother liveth yet , can testify , She was the first fruit of my ...
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That thou might ' st think upon these by the seal , Through whom a thousand
sighs are breath ' d for thee ! So , get thee gone , that I may know my grief ; ' Tis
but surmis ' d whilst thou art standing by , As one that surfeits thinking on a want .
That thou might ' st think upon these by the seal , Through whom a thousand
sighs are breath ' d for thee ! So , get thee gone , that I may know my grief ; ' Tis
but surmis ' d whilst thou art standing by , As one that surfeits thinking on a want .
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... many foul taunts , They took his head , and on the gates of York They set the
same ; and there it doth remain , The saddest spectacle that e ' er I viewed . Edw .
Sweet duke of York , our prop to lean upon ; Now thou art gone , we have no staff
...
... many foul taunts , They took his head , and on the gates of York They set the
same ; and there it doth remain , The saddest spectacle that e ' er I viewed . Edw .
Sweet duke of York , our prop to lean upon ; Now thou art gone , we have no staff
...
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If thou deny , their blood upon thy head ; For York in justice puts his armour on . ...
But thou art neither like thy sire , nor dam ; But like a foul misshapen stigmatick ,
Mark ' d by the destinies to be avoided , As venom toads , or lizards ' dreadful ...
If thou deny , their blood upon thy head ; For York in justice puts his armour on . ...
But thou art neither like thy sire , nor dam ; But like a foul misshapen stigmatick ,
Mark ' d by the destinies to be avoided , As venom toads , or lizards ' dreadful ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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.