 | Martin Coyle - 1999 - 196 pagina’s
...Keeps death his Court, and there the Antique sits, Scoffing his State, and grinning at his Pomp! . . . Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood, With solemn reverence; throw away Respect, Obeysance, Form and Ceremonious Duty, For you have but mistook me all this while, I live with bread... | |
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 334 pagina’s
...audience's understanding and sympathy by enacting his subjection to Henry's power; and well may he ask, "Subjected thus, / How can you say to me I am a king?" (III. ii. 176-77l. "Subjected," he is no longer king. Richard will be Henry's subject — for at least... | |
 | John Russell Brown - 1999 - 234 pagina’s
...theatre, Shakespeare has made him touch on the simplest needs and feelings that belong to everyone: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends. (III. ii. 175-6) The same appeal is made no less confidently in the most gripping and highly wrought... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2000 - 270 pagina’s
...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king! 170 Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...Subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king? BISHOP OF CARLISLE My lord, wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes, But presently prevent the ways... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2000 - 164 pagina’s
...168 Comes at the last, and with a little pin 169 Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king! no Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...feel want, taste grief, Need friends. Subjected thus, 176 How can you say to me I am a king? CARLISLE My lord, wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes, But... | |
 | Park Honan - 1998 - 522 pagina’s
...comedy of Portia's and Nerissa's rings. 'I live', says the lethargic, selfpitying hero of Richard //, with bread, like you; feel want, Taste grief, need...Subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king? (In. ii. 171-3) Shylock's humane protest is more powerful than that, as when he evokes the crucified... | |
 | Lynn Redgrave, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 68 pagina’s
...own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For you have but mistook me all this while: I live...subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king? (LYNN opens her eyes, very slowly moves toward the chair, her hand outstretched as if to touch her... | |
 | Tim Spiekerman - 2001 - 222 pagina’s
...passages, where both Richard and Henry deny that a king is a being somehow superior to his subjects: Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty; For you have mistook me all this while. I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends—. . .... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 2001 - 750 pagina’s
...thus, /Comes at the last, and with a little pin / Bored thorough his castle wall, and farewell king! / Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood / With...respect, / Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty; / For yon have but mistook me all this while. / I live with bread like yon, feel want, / Taste grief, need... | |
 | British Academy - 2000 - 590 pagina’s
...what are friends for fear' (Richard III, 5. 2. 20); or of King Richard II's plaintive confession that 'I live with bread like you, feel want, /Taste grief, need friends' (3. 2. l75-6). In terms of the grammar with which I am concerned, the f1gure of the 'friend' is one... | |
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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,... 
