Mr. William Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies and Poems: Histories and poemsHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1883 |
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... Cousin , go draw our puissance together . France , I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath ; A rage whose heat hath this ... Cousin , look not sad : 2 cousin : applied in a general way to any kinsman . Thy grandam loves thee ; and thy uncle ...
... Cousin , go draw our puissance together . France , I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath ; A rage whose heat hath this ... Cousin , look not sad : 2 cousin : applied in a general way to any kinsman . Thy grandam loves thee ; and thy uncle ...
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... Cousin , away for England ! haste before : And , ere our coming , see thou shake the bags Of hoarding abbots ; imprison'd angels Set at liberty : the fat ribs of peace Must by the hungry now be fed upon : Use our commission in his ...
... Cousin , away for England ! haste before : And , ere our coming , see thou shake the bags Of hoarding abbots ; imprison'd angels Set at liberty : the fat ribs of peace Must by the hungry now be fed upon : Use our commission in his ...
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... cousin , go : Hubert shall be your man , attend on you With all true duty . On toward Calais , ho ! SCENE IV . The same . The French KING'S tent . Enter KING PHILIP , LEWIS , PANDULPH , and Attendants . K. Phi . So , by a roaring ...
... cousin , go : Hubert shall be your man , attend on you With all true duty . On toward Calais , ho ! SCENE IV . The same . The French KING'S tent . Enter KING PHILIP , LEWIS , PANDULPH , and Attendants . K. Phi . So , by a roaring ...
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... worst , Then let the worst unheard fall on your head . K. John . Bear with me , cousin ; for I was amaz'd Under the tide but now I breathe again 110 120 130 Aloft the flood , and can give audience To any SCENE II . ] 45 KING JOHN .
... worst , Then let the worst unheard fall on your head . K. John . Bear with me , cousin ; for I was amaz'd Under the tide but now I breathe again 110 120 130 Aloft the flood , and can give audience To any SCENE II . ] 45 KING JOHN .
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... cousin , 140 150 [ Exit Hubert with Peter . 160 Hear'st thou the news abroad , who are arriv'd ? Bast . The French , my lord ; men's mouths are full of it : Besides , I met Lord Bigot and Lord Salisbury , With eyes as red as new ...
... cousin , 140 150 [ Exit Hubert with Peter . 160 Hear'st thou the news abroad , who are arriv'd ? Bast . The French , my lord ; men's mouths are full of it : Besides , I met Lord Bigot and Lord Salisbury , With eyes as red as new ...
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Alarum arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast BASTARD blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother captain cousin crown dead death Dolphin dost doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl England English Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff farewell father Faulconbridge fear fight France French friends Gaunt give Glou grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host KING HENRY Lady Lancaster liege live look lord majesty Master ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pray Prince Prince of Wales Pucelle Queen Reignier Rich Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame Sir John Sir John Falstaff soldiers soul speak sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt tongue uncle unto Westmoreland wilt word York
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Страница 66 - 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.
Страница 343 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered ; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Страница 105 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence: throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Страница 299 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil...
Страница 343 - 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.
Страница 105 - 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!
Страница 317 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. 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...
Страница 342 - To do our country loss ; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold ; Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Страница 126 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Страница 208 - twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit : to die, is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man : but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed.