Henry V: With the Famous Temple NotesGrosset & Dunlap, 1909 - 187 עמודים |
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עמוד xv
... master you see ; mine you have not yet tasted . If he have loving subjects , I am not unstored of the same ; and before a year pass I trust to make the highest crown of your country stoop . In the mean time , tell your master that ...
... master you see ; mine you have not yet tasted . If he have loving subjects , I am not unstored of the same ; and before a year pass I trust to make the highest crown of your country stoop . In the mean time , tell your master that ...
עמוד xxvi
... master who so dispatched him , whereas the hypothesis laid out that the errand was unlawful , and made no question of the serv- ant not answering for himself , but of his damnation aggra- vating that of his master , not being ...
... master who so dispatched him , whereas the hypothesis laid out that the errand was unlawful , and made no question of the serv- ant not answering for himself , but of his damnation aggra- vating that of his master , not being ...
עמוד 26
... master Says that you savor too much of your youth , 250 And bids you be advised there's nought in France That can be with a nimble galliard won ; You cannot revel into dukedoms there . He therefore sends you , meeter for your spirit ...
... master Says that you savor too much of your youth , 250 And bids you be advised there's nought in France That can be with a nimble galliard won ; You cannot revel into dukedoms there . He therefore sends you , meeter for your spirit ...
עמוד 27
... master they presented to him for a token that was taken in verie ill part , as sent in scorne , to signifie that it was more meet for the king to passe the time with such childish How he comes o'er us with our wilder days , 27 KING ...
... master they presented to him for a token that was taken in verie ill part , as sent in scorne , to signifie that it was more meet for the king to passe the time with such childish How he comes o'er us with our wilder days , 27 KING ...
עמוד 37
... master , and you , hostess : he is very sick , and 90 would to bed . Good Bardolph , put thy face between his sheets , and do the office of a warming - pan . Faith , he's very ill . Bard . Away , you rogue ! Host . By my troth , he ' ll ...
... master , and you , hostess : he is very sick , and 90 would to bed . Good Bardolph , put thy face between his sheets , and do the office of a warming - pan . Faith , he's very ill . Bard . Away , you rogue ! Host . By my troth , he ' ll ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Agincourt Alice Archbishop of Canterbury army Aunchient Bard Bardolph Bates battle Bedford blood brother camp Cant Capell Captain Chorus conj constable Constable of France cousin crown Dauphin devil doth dramatic duke Duke of Burgundy Earl emendation of Ff England English Enter King Henry Exeter Exeunt Exit fair falconry Falstaff Fluellen folio France French friends give Gloucester glove Gower grace Harfleur hath heart Henry's herald Holinshed honor horse host Hugh Capet imbar ISRAEL GOLLANCZ Kate Kath Katharine king's knight leek liege look Lord Scroop Macedon Macmorris majesty mercy Monmouth caps Montjoy never noble numbers Pist Pistol play Poet princes Prol Prologue quarto ransom reading Salic law Salique scene Shakespeare soldier soul speak spirit Steevens sword tell thee Theobald thou throne tion treason unto valor Westmoreland words
קטעים בולטים
עמוד xxxii - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene...
עמוד 118 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say To-morrow is Saint Crispian :' Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
עמוד 95 - From camp to camp through the foul womb of night The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch...
עמוד 63 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England! and saint George ! [Exeunt.
עמוד 6 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt?
עמוד 105 - God : war is his beadle, war is his vengeance ; so that here men are punished, for before-breach of the king's laws, in now the king's quarrel : where they feared the death they have borne life away ; ( and where they would be safe they perish : Then if they die unprovided, no more is the king guilty of their damnation, than he was before guilty of those impieties for the which they are now visited. Every subject's duty is the king's : but every subject's soul is his own.
עמוד 119 - And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
עמוד 62 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage ; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head, Like the brass cannon ; let the brow o'erwhelm it, As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
עמוד 110 - Not to-day, O Lord, O, not to-day, think not upon the fault My father made in compassing the crown ! I Richard's body have interred new ; And on it have bestow'd more contrite tears, Than from it issued forced drops of blood. Five hundred poor I have in yearly pay, Who twice a day their...
עמוד 49 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...