The Works of Shakespeare, כרך 6Macmillan, 1899 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד 18
... head , But that I am as well begot , my liege , — Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me ! —— Compare our faces and be judge yourself . If old sir Robert did beget us both And were our father and this son like him , O old sir ...
... head , But that I am as well begot , my liege , — Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me ! —— Compare our faces and be judge yourself . If old sir Robert did beget us both And were our father and this son like him , O old sir ...
עמוד 21
... head of Elizabeth , with a rose at the back . It was a court fashion to put a rose in the ear . 144. to , in addition to . 147. sir Nob , Sir Robert . 140 150 160 153. sell your face for five pence and ' tis dear ; carrying on the jest ...
... head of Elizabeth , with a rose at the back . It was a court fashion to put a rose in the ear . 144. to , in addition to . 147. sir Nob , Sir Robert . 140 150 160 153. sell your face for five pence and ' tis dear ; carrying on the jest ...
עמוד 38
... head to your lion's hide , And make a monster of you . Aust . Peace ! no more . Bast . O , tremble , for you hear the lion roar . K. John . Up higher to the plain ; where we'll set forth In best appointment all our regiments . Bast ...
... head to your lion's hide , And make a monster of you . Aust . Peace ! no more . Bast . O , tremble , for you hear the lion roar . K. John . Up higher to the plain ; where we'll set forth In best appointment all our regiments . Bast ...
עמוד 49
... head from all indifferency , From all direction , purpose , course , intent : And this same bias , this Commodity , This bawd , this broker , this all - changing word , Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France , Hath drawn him from ...
... head from all indifferency , From all direction , purpose , course , intent : And this same bias , this Commodity , This bawd , this broker , this all - changing word , Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France , Hath drawn him from ...
עמוד 51
... head ? Why dost thou look so sadly on my son ? What means that hand upon that breast of thine ? Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum , Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds ? Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words ? Then ...
... head ? Why dost thou look so sadly on my son ? What means that hand upon that breast of thine ? Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum , Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds ? Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words ? Then ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms art thou Arthur Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother cousin crown dead death dost doth Duch Duke Earl Eastcheap England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff farewell father Faulconbridge fear France friends Gaunt give Glendower grace grief hand Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven Henry Henry IV Holinshed honour horse Host Hotspur Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Lancaster land liege live look lord majesty Master Mortimer Mowbray never night noble Northumberland Pandulph pardon peace Percy Pist play Poins pray Prince Prince of Wales Queen Rich Richard II SCENE Shakespeare Shal shame Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir John Oldcastle soul speak stand sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle Vols Westmoreland word York Zounds
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 116 - Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
עמוד 444 - Too wide for Neptune's hips ; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors ! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
עמוד 70 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
עמוד 195 - 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, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and humour'd thus Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king!
עמוד 163 - England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.