Knight's Cabinet edition of the works of William Shakspere, Том 5 |
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... unto me , Hal , -God forgive thee for it ! Before I knew thee , Hal , I knew nothing ; and now I if a man should speak truly , little better than one of the wicked . I must give over this life , and I will give it over ; an I do not , I ...
... unto me , Hal , -God forgive thee for it ! Before I knew thee , Hal , I knew nothing ; and now I if a man should speak truly , little better than one of the wicked . I must give over this life , and I will give it over ; an I do not , I ...
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... unto you , Even with the bloody payment of Therefore , I say , Wor . your deaths . Peace , cousin , say no more ; And now I will unclasp a secret book , And to your quick - conceiving discontents I'll read you matter deep and dangerous ...
... unto you , Even with the bloody payment of Therefore , I say , Wor . your deaths . Peace , cousin , say no more ; And now I will unclasp a secret book , And to your quick - conceiving discontents I'll read you matter deep and dangerous ...
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... unto my purposes.- Those prisoners you shall keep . Hot . Nay , I will ; that's flat : - He said he would not ransom Mortimer ; Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer ; But I will find him when he lies asleep , And in his ear I'll holla ...
... unto my purposes.- Those prisoners you shall keep . Hot . Nay , I will ; that's flat : - He said he would not ransom Mortimer ; Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer ; But I will find him when he lies asleep , And in his ear I'll holla ...
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William Shakespeare Charles Knight. Unto this king of smiles , this Bolingbroke , When you and he came back from Ravenspurg North . At Berkley castle . Hot . You say true : - Why , what a candy deal of courtesy This fawning greyhound ...
William Shakespeare Charles Knight. Unto this king of smiles , this Bolingbroke , When you and he came back from Ravenspurg North . At Berkley castle . Hot . You say true : - Why , what a candy deal of courtesy This fawning greyhound ...
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... unto their saint , the commonwealth ; or , rather , not pray to her , but prey on her ; for they ride up and down on her , and make her their boots . Cham . What , the commonwealth their boots ? will she hold out water in foul way ...
... unto their saint , the commonwealth ; or , rather , not pray to her , but prey on her ; for they ride up and down on her , and make her their boots . Cham . What , the commonwealth their boots ? will she hold out water in foul way ...
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Страница 227 - 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 ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Страница 22 - Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and...
Страница 158 - O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Страница 82 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus' And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Страница 23 - Was parmaceti, for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villainous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
Страница 300 - 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...
Страница 159 - With deaf'ning 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 238 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; 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...
Страница 96 - 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 that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
Страница 160 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings, lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...