The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Том 3Harper & Bros., 1839 |
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... King before her execution , where she pleads for the infant Princess his daughter . Mamillius , the young Prince , an unnecessary character , dies in his infancy ; but it confirms the allusion , as Queen Anne , be- fore Elizabeth , bore ...
... King before her execution , where she pleads for the infant Princess his daughter . Mamillius , the young Prince , an unnecessary character , dies in his infancy ; but it confirms the allusion , as Queen Anne , be- fore Elizabeth , bore ...
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... king of Sici- lia , thou art here accused and arraigned of high treason , in committing adultery with Polixenes , king of Bohemia ; and conspiring with Camillo to take away the life of our sover- eign lord the king , thy royal husband ...
... king of Sici- lia , thou art here accused and arraigned of high treason , in committing adultery with Polixenes , king of Bohemia ; and conspiring with Camillo to take away the life of our sover- eign lord the king , thy royal husband ...
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... king ; and not the worst of the three , but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire . ' Shep . Leave your prating ; since these good men are pleased , let them come in ; but quickly now . Ser . Why , they stay at door , sir . [ Exit ...
... king ; and not the worst of the three , but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire . ' Shep . Leave your prating ; since these good men are pleased , let them come in ; but quickly now . Ser . Why , they stay at door , sir . [ Exit ...
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... king [ Aside . Of this escape , and whither they are bound ; Wherein , my hope is , I shall so prevail To force him after : in whose company I shall review Sicilia ; for whose sight I have a woman's longing . Flo . Fortune speed us ...
... king [ Aside . Of this escape , and whither they are bound ; Wherein , my hope is , I shall so prevail To force him after : in whose company I shall review Sicilia ; for whose sight I have a woman's longing . Flo . Fortune speed us ...
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... king's brother - in - law . Clo . Indeed , brother - in - law was the furthest off you could have been to him ; and then your blood had been the dearer , by I know how much an ounce . Aut . Very wisely ; puppies ! [ Aside . Shep . Well ...
... king's brother - in - law . Clo . Indeed , brother - in - law was the furthest off you could have been to him ; and then your blood had been the dearer , by I know how much an ounce . Aut . Very wisely ; puppies ! [ Aside . Shep . Well ...
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arms art thou Aumerle Banquo Bard Bardolph Bast blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo cousin crown dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven Henry honour Host JOHNSON King John king Richard Lady land liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty MALONE master means never night noble Northumberland peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince prince of Wales queen Re-enter Rich Rosse SCENE Shakespeare Shal shame Shep signifies sir John sir John Falstaff soul speak stand STEEVENS sweet sword tell thane thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue true WARBURTON Witch word York
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Сторінка 64 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Сторінка 471 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Сторінка 470 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down.
Сторінка 307 - 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!
Сторінка 418 - 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
Сторінка 284 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Сторінка 408 - 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.
Сторінка 63 - Say there be; Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Сторінка 148 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Сторінка 307 - 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, How can you say to me I am a king?