The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volumen8 |
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... thine , shall be let in . Glos . Faint - hearted Woodville , prizest him ' fore me ? Arrogant Winchester , that haughty prelate , Whom Henry , our late sovereign , ne'er could brook ? Thou art no friend to God or to the king : Open the ...
... thine , shall be let in . Glos . Faint - hearted Woodville , prizest him ' fore me ? Arrogant Winchester , that haughty prelate , Whom Henry , our late sovereign , ne'er could brook ? Thou art no friend to God or to the king : Open the ...
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... thine , That hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain our citizens , And sent our sons and husbands captivate . Tal . Ha , ha , ha ! Count . Laughest thou , wretch ? thy mirth shall turn to moan . Tal . I laugh to ...
... thine , That hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain our citizens , And sent our sons and husbands captivate . Tal . Ha , ha , ha ! Count . Laughest thou , wretch ? thy mirth shall turn to moan . Tal . I laugh to ...
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... thine aged back against mine arm ; And , in that ease , I'll tell thee my disease.1 This day , in argument upon a case , Some words there grew ' twixt Somerset and me ; Among which terms , he used his lavish tongue , And did upbraid me ...
... thine aged back against mine arm ; And , in that ease , I'll tell thee my disease.1 This day , in argument upon a case , Some words there grew ' twixt Somerset and me ; Among which terms , he used his lavish tongue , And did upbraid me ...
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... , vile fiend , and shameless courte- zan ! I trust , ere long , to choke thee with thine own , And make thee curse the harvest of that corn . Charles . Your grace may starve , perhaps , before 66 ACT III . KING HENRY VI . - PART I.
... , vile fiend , and shameless courte- zan ! I trust , ere long , to choke thee with thine own , And make thee curse the harvest of that corn . Charles . Your grace may starve , perhaps , before 66 ACT III . KING HENRY VI . - PART I.
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... thine enemy , They set him free , without his ransom paid , In spite of Burgundy and all his friends . See , then , thou fight'st against thy countrymen , And join'st with them will be thy slaughter - men . Come , come , return ; return ...
... thine enemy , They set him free , without his ransom paid , In spite of Burgundy and all his friends . See , then , thou fight'st against thy countrymen , And join'st with them will be thy slaughter - men . Come , come , return ; return ...
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Alarum Alen Alençon arms bear blood brave brother Buck Buckingham Burgundy Cade canst cardinal Charles Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death Dick dost doth Duch duke Humphrey duke of Burgundy duke of Gloster duke of York earl Edward enemies England Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit farewell father fear fight foes France French friends give Glos Gloster grace hand hath head heart heaven Henry's honor house of Lancaster house of York Iden Jack Cade John live lord protector madam majesty master Mortimer ne'er never noble Orleans peace Plantagenet prince prisoner Pucelle QUEEN MARGARET realm Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE SHAK shame Simp soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stay Suffolk sweet sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt Winchester words
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Página 242 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school; and whereas before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and contrary to the King his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Página 411 - 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 327 - Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. 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' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond...
Página 20 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.