The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen3Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... - Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word . Char . Divinest creature , bright Astræa's daughter , How shall I honour thee for this success ? Thy promises are like Adonis ' gardens , That one 26 ACT 1 . FIRST PART OF.
... - Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word . Char . Divinest creature , bright Astræa's daughter , How shall I honour thee for this success ? Thy promises are like Adonis ' gardens , That one 26 ACT 1 . FIRST PART OF.
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... hath given us . Alen . All France will be replete with mirth and joy , When they shall hear how we have play'd the men . Char . ' Tis Joan , ' not we , by whom the day is won For which , I will divide my crown with her : And all the ...
... hath given us . Alen . All France will be replete with mirth and joy , When they shall hear how we have play'd the men . Char . ' Tis Joan , ' not we , by whom the day is won For which , I will divide my crown with her : And all the ...
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... hath begun . Tal . Well , let them practise and converse with spirits : God is our fortress ; in whose conquering name , Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwarks . Bed . Ascend , brave Talbot ; we will follow thee . Tal . Not all ...
... hath begun . Tal . Well , let them practise and converse with spirits : God is our fortress ; in whose conquering name , Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwarks . Bed . Ascend , brave Talbot ; we will follow thee . Tal . Not all ...
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... hath been thrall to me , For in my gallery thy picture hangs : But now the substance shall endure the like ; And I will chain these legs and arms of thine , That hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain our ...
... hath been thrall to me , For in my gallery thy picture hangs : But now the substance shall endure the like ; And I will chain these legs and arms of thine , That hast by tyranny , these many years , Wasted our country , slain our ...
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... hath bruited , And more than may be gather'd by thy shape . Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath : For I am sorry , that with reverence I did not entertain thee as thou art . Tal . Be not dismay'd , fair lady ; nor misconstrue The ...
... hath bruited , And more than may be gather'd by thy shape . Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath : For I am sorry , that with reverence I did not entertain thee as thou art . Tal . Be not dismay'd , fair lady ; nor misconstrue The ...
Términos y frases comunes
Alarum ALENÇON arms art thou bear blood brave brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade canst cardinal Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth Duch duke Humphrey duke of Burgundy duke of York earl enemies England Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit farewell fear fight foes France French friends give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Iden Jack Cade lady Lancaster leave lord lord protector madam majesty Mess methinks Montague ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE Queen MARGARET Reig Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt traitor uncle unto valiant Warwick wilt words
Pasajes populares
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.