King John, by Shakespeare. King Edward I, by Peele. King Edward II, by Marlowe. King Edward III, by Shakespeare (?) King Richard II, by Shakespeare. King Henry IV, by Shakespeare. King Henry V, by ShakespeareThomas Donovan Macmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 |
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Pagina 8
... uncle , English John . Embrace him , love him , give him welcome hither . Arth . God shall forgive you Cœur - de - Lion's death , The rather , that you give his offspring life , Shadowing their right under your wings of war . I give you ...
... uncle , English John . Embrace him , love him , give him welcome hither . Arth . God shall forgive you Cœur - de - Lion's death , The rather , that you give his offspring life , Shadowing their right under your wings of war . I give you ...
Pagina 19
... uncle's will in this respect is mine . If he see aught in you that makes him like That anything he sees which moves his liking , I can with ease translate it to my will ; - Or , if you will , to speak more properly , I will enforce it ...
... uncle's will in this respect is mine . If he see aught in you that makes him like That anything he sees which moves his liking , I can with ease translate it to my will ; - Or , if you will , to speak more properly , I will enforce it ...
Pagina 27
... uncle . Const . O , upon my knee , Made hard with kneeling , I do pray to thee , Thou virtuous Dauphin , alter not the doom Forethought by Heaven ! What motive may Blanch . Now shall I see thy love . Be stronger with thee than the name ...
... uncle . Const . O , upon my knee , Made hard with kneeling , I do pray to thee , Thou virtuous Dauphin , alter not the doom Forethought by Heaven ! What motive may Blanch . Now shall I see thy love . Be stronger with thee than the name ...
Pagina 28
... Uncle , I needs must pray that thou may'st lose ; Father , I may not wish the fortune thine ; Grandam , I will not wish thy wishes thrive : Whoever wins , on that side shall I lose ; Assuréd loss , before the match be played . Lew ...
... Uncle , I needs must pray that thou may'st lose ; Father , I may not wish the fortune thine ; Grandam , I will not wish thy wishes thrive : Whoever wins , on that side shall I lose ; Assuréd loss , before the match be played . Lew ...
Pagina 29
Thomas Donovan. Thy grandam loves thee , and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father was . Arth . O , this will make my mother die with grief . K. John . [ To RICHARD . ] Cousin , away for England : haste before ; And , ere our ...
Thomas Donovan. Thy grandam loves thee , and thy uncle will As dear be to thee as thy father was . Arth . O , this will make my mother die with grief . K. John . [ To RICHARD . ] Cousin , away for England : haste before ; And , ere our ...
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King John, by Shakespeare. King Edward I, by Peele. King Edward II, by ... Thomas Donovan Volledige weergave - 1896 |
King John, by Shakespeare. King Edward I, by Peele. King Edward II, by ... Thomas Donovan Volledige weergave - 1896 |
King John, by Shakespeare. King Edward I, by Peele. King Edward II, by ... Thomas Donovan Volledige weergave - 1896 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 451 - 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, while any speaks, That fought with us upon saint Crispin's...
Pagina 37 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Pagina 451 - 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." Old men forget ; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember with advantages What feats he did that day. Then shall our names, Familiar in...
Pagina 431 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
Pagina 413 - 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.
Pagina 268 - 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...
Pagina 287 - 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...
Pagina 31 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form : Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Pagina 358 - 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
Pagina 350 - As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. 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.