The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, Volumen6 |
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... rest your minds in peace ! Let's to the altar : -Heralds , wait on us : Instead of gold , we'll offer up our arms ; Since arms avail not , now that Henry's dead.— Posterity , await for wretched years , When at their mothers ' moist eyes ...
... rest your minds in peace ! Let's to the altar : -Heralds , wait on us : Instead of gold , we'll offer up our arms ; Since arms avail not , now that Henry's dead.— Posterity , await for wretched years , When at their mothers ' moist eyes ...
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... rest slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ransome there is none but I shall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown shall be the ransome of my friend ; Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours ...
... rest slaughter'd , or took , likewise . Bed . His ransome there is none but I shall pay : I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his throne , His crown shall be the ransome of my friend ; Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours ...
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... rests for me , in this tumultuous strife , But to make open proclamation : - Come , officer ; as loud as e'er thou canst . Off . All manner of men , assembled here in arms this day against God's peace and the king's , we charge and ...
... rests for me , in this tumultuous strife , But to make open proclamation : - Come , officer ; as loud as e'er thou canst . Off . All manner of men , assembled here in arms this day against God's peace and the king's , we charge and ...
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... rests no other shift but this , - To gather our soldiers , scatter'd and dispers'd , And lay new platforms3 to endamage them . Alarum . Enter an English Soldier , crying a Tal- bot ! a Talbot ! They fly , leaving their Clothes behind ...
... rests no other shift but this , - To gather our soldiers , scatter'd and dispers'd , And lay new platforms3 to endamage them . Alarum . Enter an English Soldier , crying a Tal- bot ! a Talbot ! They fly , leaving their Clothes behind ...
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... rest himself.— Even like a man new haled from the rack , So fare my limbs with long imprisonment : The This is at variance with the strict truth of history . Edmund Mortimer , who was trusted and employed by Henry V. through- out his ...
... rest himself.— Even like a man new haled from the rack , So fare my limbs with long imprisonment : The This is at variance with the strict truth of history . Edmund Mortimer , who was trusted and employed by Henry V. through- out his ...
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 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
Pasajes populares
Página 203 - DICK The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers. CADE Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Some say the bee stings: but I say, 'tis the bee's wax; for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
Página 286 - So many hours must 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 287 - Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Página 86 - 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 18 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.