The Works of William Shakespeare, Том 3E. Moxon, 1857 |
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... York , JOHN OF GAUNT , Duke of Lancaster , } uncles to the King . HENRY , surnamed Bolingbroke , Duke of Hereford , son to John of Gaunt ; afterwards King Henry IV . DUKE OF AUMERLE , son to the Duke of York . THOMAS MOWBRAY , Duke of ...
... York , JOHN OF GAUNT , Duke of Lancaster , } uncles to the King . HENRY , surnamed Bolingbroke , Duke of Hereford , son to John of Gaunt ; afterwards King Henry IV . DUKE OF AUMERLE , son to the Duke of York . THOMAS MOWBRAY , Duke of ...
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... York . Lo , this is all - nay , yet depart not so ; Though this be all , do not so quickly go ; I shall remember more . Bid him - O , what ? — With all good speed at Plashy visit me . Alack , and what shall good old York there see , But ...
... York . Lo , this is all - nay , yet depart not so ; Though this be all , do not so quickly go ; I shall remember more . Bid him - O , what ? — With all good speed at Plashy visit me . Alack , and what shall good old York there see , But ...
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... York and others standing by him . Gaunt . Will the king come , that I may breathe my last In wholesome counsel to his unstaid youth ? York . Vex not yourself , nor strive not with your breath ; For all in vain comes counsel to his ear ...
... York and others standing by him . Gaunt . Will the king come , that I may breathe my last In wholesome counsel to his unstaid youth ? York . Vex not yourself , nor strive not with your breath ; For all in vain comes counsel to his ear ...
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William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. York . No ; it is stopp'd with other flattering sounds , As , praises of his state : then there are found Lascivious metres , to whose venom - sound The open ear of youth doth always listen ; Report of ...
William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. York . No ; it is stopp'd with other flattering sounds , As , praises of his state : then there are found Lascivious metres , to whose venom - sound The open ear of youth doth always listen ; Report of ...
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... York . The king is come : deal mildly with his youth ; For young hot colts being rag'd ( 5 ) do rage the more . Queen . How fares our noble uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What comfort , man ? how is't with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . O , how ...
... York . The king is come : deal mildly with his youth ; For young hot colts being rag'd ( 5 ) do rage the more . Queen . How fares our noble uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What comfort , man ? how is't with aged Gaunt ? Gaunt . O , how ...
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Страница 28 - O, fellow, come, the song we had last night. Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain; The spinsters and the knitters in the sun And the free maids that weave their thread with bones Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love. Like the old age.: CLO.
Страница 435 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Страница 557 - Whose high upreared and abutting fronts The perilous, narrow ocean parts asunder. Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance : Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Страница 496 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Страница 28 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Страница 3 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.