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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... hath Heaven lent us here ! Eli . He hath a trick of Coeur - de - Lion's face ; The accent of his tongue affecteth him . Do you not read some tokens of my son In the large composition of this man ? K. John . Mine eye hath well examinéd ...
... hath Heaven lent us here ! Eli . He hath a trick of Coeur - de - Lion's face ; The accent of his tongue affecteth him . Do you not read some tokens of my son In the large composition of this man ? K. John . Mine eye hath well examinéd ...
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... Hath willingly departed with a part ; And France , whose armour conscience buckled on , Whom zeal and charity brought to the field As God's own soldier , hath rounded 1 in the ear With that same purpose - changer , that sly devil , That ...
... Hath willingly departed with a part ; And France , whose armour conscience buckled on , Whom zeal and charity brought to the field As God's own soldier , hath rounded 1 in the ear With that same purpose - changer , that sly devil , That ...
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... Hath drawn him from his own determined aid , From a resolved and honourable war , To a most base and vile - concluded peace . And why rail I on this Commodity ? But for because he hath not wooed me yet . Not that I have the power to ...
... Hath drawn him from his own determined aid , From a resolved and honourable war , To a most base and vile - concluded peace . And why rail I on this Commodity ? But for because he hath not wooed me yet . Not that I have the power to ...
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... hath this day deserved ? what hath it done , That it in golden letters should be set , Among the high tides , in the calendar ? Nay , rather , turn this day out of the week , This day of shame , oppression , perjury . K. Phi . By Heaven ...
... hath this day deserved ? what hath it done , That it in golden letters should be set , Among the high tides , in the calendar ? Nay , rather , turn this day out of the week , This day of shame , oppression , perjury . K. Phi . By Heaven ...
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... hath a hand , And in their rage , I having hold of both , They whirl asunder , and dismember me . Husband , I cannot pray that thou may'st win ; Uncle , I needs must pray that thou may'st lose ; Father , I may not wish the fortune thine ...
... hath a hand , And in their rage , I having hold of both , They whirl asunder , and dismember me . Husband , I cannot pray that thou may'st win ; Uncle , I needs must pray that thou may'st lose ; Father , I may not wish the fortune thine ...
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Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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
Página 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.