The plays of William Shakespeare, ed. by T. Keightley, Μέρος 38,Τόμος 3 |
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Σελίδα 86
... Boling . May many years of happy days befall My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Nor . Each day still better other's happiness , Until the Heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! K. Rich ...
... Boling . May many years of happy days befall My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Nor . Each day still better other's happiness , Until the Heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! K. Rich ...
Σελίδα 87
... Boling . Pale trembling coward , there I throw my gage , - Disclaiming here the kindred of the King ; And lay aside my high blood's royalty , Which fear , not reverence , makes thee to except . If guilty dread hath left thee so much ...
... Boling . Pale trembling coward , there I throw my gage , - Disclaiming here the kindred of the King ; And lay aside my high blood's royalty , Which fear , not reverence , makes thee to except . If guilty dread hath left thee so much ...
Σελίδα 88
... Boling . Look , what I speak my life shall prove it true : - That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles , In name of lendings for your Highness ' soldiers ; The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments , Like a false traitor ...
... Boling . Look , what I speak my life shall prove it true : - That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles , In name of lendings for your Highness ' soldiers ; The which he hath detain'd for lewd employments , Like a false traitor ...
Σελίδα 90
... Boling . Oh , God defend my soul from such deep sin ! Shall I seem crest - fallen in my father's sight ? Or with pale beggar - fear impeach my height Before this out - dar'd dastard ! Ere my tongue Shall wound mine honour with such ...
... Boling . Oh , God defend my soul from such deep sin ! Shall I seem crest - fallen in my father's sight ? Or with pale beggar - fear impeach my height Before this out - dar'd dastard ! Ere my tongue Shall wound mine honour with such ...
Σελίδα 94
... Boling . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby , Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove , by Heaven's grace and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk , That he's a traitor , foul and dangerous ...
... Boling . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Derby , Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove , by Heaven's grace and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk , That he's a traitor , foul and dangerous ...
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Σελίδα 81 - 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.
Σελίδα 52 - 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.
Σελίδα 394 - A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Σελίδα 259 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Σελίδα 50 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound ! Nay, hear me, Hubert ! drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb ; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Σελίδα 130 - 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!
Σελίδα 312 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, 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 intreasure'd. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Σελίδα 435 - 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...
Σελίδα 183 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Σελίδα 401 - 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...