The Works of Shakespeare, כרך 6Macmillan, 1899 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 90
עמוד 17
... heaven and you and I shall hear . Enter a Sheriff . Essex . My liege , here is the strangest con- troversy Come from the country to be judged by you That e'er I heard : shall I produce the men ? K. John . Let them approach . Our abbeys ...
... heaven and you and I shall hear . Enter a Sheriff . Essex . My liege , here is the strangest con- troversy Come from the country to be judged by you That e'er I heard : shall I produce the men ? K. John . Let them approach . Our abbeys ...
עמוד 18
... heaven and to my mother : Of that I doubt , as all men's children may . Eli . Out on thee , rude man ! thou dost shame thy mother And wound her honour with this diffidence . Bast . I , madam ? no , I have no reason for it ; That is my ...
... heaven and to my mother : Of that I doubt , as all men's children may . Eli . Out on thee , rude man ! thou dost shame thy mother And wound her honour with this diffidence . Bast . I , madam ? no , I have no reason for it ; That is my ...
עמוד 25
... Heaven lay not my transgression to my charge ! Thou art the issue of my dear offence , Which was so strongly urged past my defence . 239. beholding , indebted . 244. Knight , knight Basilisco - like ; an allusion , as Theobald pointed ...
... Heaven lay not my transgression to my charge ! Thou art the issue of my dear offence , Which was so strongly urged past my defence . 239. beholding , indebted . 244. Knight , knight Basilisco - like ; an allusion , as Theobald pointed ...
עמוד 28
... heaven is theirs that lift their swords In such a just and charitable war . K. Phi . Well then , to work : our cannon shall be bent Against the brows of this resisting town . Call for our chiefest men of discipline , To cull the plots ...
... heaven is theirs that lift their swords In such a just and charitable war . K. Phi . Well then , to work : our cannon shall be bent Against the brows of this resisting town . Call for our chiefest men of discipline , To cull the plots ...
עמוד 30
... heaven , Whiles we , God's wrathful agent , do correct Their proud contempt that beats His peace to heaven . K. Phi . Peace be to England , if that war return From France to England , there to live in peace . England we love ; and for ...
... heaven , Whiles we , God's wrathful agent , do correct Their proud contempt that beats His peace to heaven . K. Phi . Peace be to England , if that war return From France to England , there to live in peace . England we love ; and for ...
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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.