The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volumen4C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... sick , and capable of fears ; Oppress'd with wrongs , and therefore full of fears ; A widow , husbandless , subject to fears ; A woman , naturally born to fears ; And though thou now confess , thou didst but jest , With my vex'd spirits ...
... sick , and capable of fears ; Oppress'd with wrongs , and therefore full of fears ; A widow , husbandless , subject to fears ; A woman , naturally born to fears ; And though thou now confess , thou didst but jest , With my vex'd spirits ...
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... sick , Hubert ? you look pale to - day : In sooth , I would you were a little sick ; That I might sit all night , and watch with you : warrant , I love you more than you do me . Hub . His words do take possession of my bo- 44 KING JOHN ...
... sick , Hubert ? you look pale to - day : In sooth , I would you were a little sick ; That I might sit all night , and watch with you : warrant , I love you more than you do me . Hub . His words do take possession of my bo- 44 KING JOHN ...
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... sick service had a prince . Nay , you may think my love was crafty love , And call it cunning ; Do , an if you will : If heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill , Why , then you must . - Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes , that ...
... sick service had a prince . Nay , you may think my love was crafty love , And call it cunning ; Do , an if you will : If heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill , Why , then you must . - Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes , that ...
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... sick , and truth suspected , For putting on so new a fashion'd robe . Pem . When workmen strive to do better than well , They do confound their skill in covetousness : And , oftentimes , excusing of a fault , Doth make the fault the ...
... sick , and truth suspected , For putting on so new a fashion'd robe . Pem . When workmen strive to do better than well , They do confound their skill in covetousness : And , oftentimes , excusing of a fault , Doth make the fault the ...
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... sickness was past cure . Pem . Indeed , we heard how near his death he was , Before the child himself felt he was sick : This must be answer'd , either here , or hence . K. John . Why do you bend such solemn brows on me ? Think you , I ...
... sickness was past cure . Pem . Indeed , we heard how near his death he was , Before the child himself felt he was sick : This must be answer'd , either here , or hence . K. John . Why do you bend such solemn brows on me ? Think you , I ...
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arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast Bishop of Carlisle blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Const cousin crown dead death dost thou doth Duch duke earl Eastcheap England Enter KING Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father FAULCONBRIDGE fear France friends Gaunt give Glend grace grief hand Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven HENRY hither honour horse Host Hubert JAMES GURNEY John of Gaunt KING JOHN King Richard Lady Lancaster land liege live look lord majesty master never night noble North Northumberland peace Percy Pist Poins pr'ythee pray prince PRINCE JOHN prince of Wales Queen Re-enter Rich SCENE Shal Shallow shame Sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle Westmoreland wilt word York
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Página 90 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Página 117 - 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...
Página 224 - 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 116 - Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills: And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Página 190 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
Página 41 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.