The Richard Mansfield Acting Version of King Henry V: A History in Five ActsMcClure, Phillips, 1901 - 124 страници |
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... Saint George ! " ( Tableau . ) The THIRD Scene ( The DUKE of GLOSTER'S Quarters ) Enter , alarmedly , NYM , BARDOLPH , PISTOL and Boy . BARDOLPH On , on , on , on , on ! to the breach , to the breach ! NYM ' Pray thee , corporal , stay ...
... Saint George ! " ( Tableau . ) The THIRD Scene ( The DUKE of GLOSTER'S Quarters ) Enter , alarmedly , NYM , BARDOLPH , PISTOL and Boy . BARDOLPH On , on , on , on , on ! to the breach , to the breach ! NYM ' Pray thee , corporal , stay ...
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... Saint Tavy , I think a ' will plow up all , if there is not bet- ter directions . GOWER The Duke of Gloster , to whom the order of the ( 1 ) An approximation to the pronunciation of the frequently used Welsh name , Llewellyn . A ...
... Saint Tavy , I think a ' will plow up all , if there is not bet- ter directions . GOWER The Duke of Gloster , to whom the order of the ( 1 ) An approximation to the pronunciation of the frequently used Welsh name , Llewellyn . A ...
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... Saint Tavy , he is an ass as in the ' orld : I will verify as much in his peard ; he has no more direc- tions in the true disciplines of the wars , look you , of the Roman disciplines , than is a puppy - dog . GOWER ( indicating off ...
... Saint Tavy , he is an ass as in the ' orld : I will verify as much in his peard ; he has no more direc- tions in the true disciplines of the wars , look you , of the Roman disciplines , than is a puppy - dog . GOWER ( indicating off ...
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... Saint Patrick , tish ill done : the work ish give over , the trumpet sound the retreat . By my hand I swear , and my father's soul , the work ish ill done ; it ish give over ; I would have blowed up the town . O , tish ill done , tish ...
... Saint Patrick , tish ill done : the work ish give over , the trumpet sound the retreat . By my hand I swear , and my father's soul , the work ish ill done ; it ish give over ; I would have blowed up the town . O , tish ill done , tish ...
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... Saint Crispin's day . Crispin and Crispian were brothers , born in Rome ; whence they travelled to Soissons , France ... saints of the shoemakers . He that outlives this day , and comes safe home ( 74 ) KING HENRY the FIFTH.
... Saint Crispin's day . Crispin and Crispian were brothers , born in Rome ; whence they travelled to Soissons , France ... saints of the shoemakers . He that outlives this day , and comes safe home ( 74 ) KING HENRY the FIFTH.
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ALICE appears as Chorus ARCHBISHOP armour army attendants banners BARDOLPH BATES Battle of Agincourt BEDFORD behold BISHOP of ELY blood brother Cambridge CANTERBURY Captain Macmorris Charles CONSTABLE CONSTABLE of FRANCE crown Dauphin dear didst doth Duke of Alençon Duke of Burgundy Duke of Orleans Earl Earl of Cambridge enemy English Enter ERPINGHAM EXETER Exeunt Right Exit fair father France FRENCH KING FRENCH SOLDIER friends give glove goot GOWER FLUELLEN grace GREY hand Harfleur Harry hath heart Heaven herald honour HOSTESS humour JAMY Kate KING HENRY Centre king's kiss kneels knight Lady leek Left Centre liege look Lord MACMORRIS majesty mercy mock MONTJOY never noble PISTOL pray princes PRINCESS KATHERINE ransom Right Centre royal Saint Scene SCROOP soul speak sword tell thee thine throne to-morrow treason trumpets uncle unto WARWICK wear WESTMORELAND WILLIAMS wretches
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Страница 40 - 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.
Страница 30 - I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God, I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as cold as any stone.
Страница 74 - 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 30 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom* child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Страница 75 - 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 67 - Every subject's duty is the king's ; but every subject's soul is his own. Therefore should every soldier in the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash every mote out of his conscience...
Страница 39 - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit To his full height!
Страница 75 - 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...
Страница 4 - Ely. The strawberry grows underneath the nettle, And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality...
Страница 54 - Now entertain conjecture of a time, When creeping murmur, and the poring dark, Fills the wide vessel of the universe. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch...