The Works of William Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Folio of 1632; with Readings from Former Editions, a History of the Stage, a Life of the Poet, and an Introduction to Each Play. To which are Added Glossarial and Other Notes, by Knight, Dyce, Douce, Collier, Halliwell, Hunter, and Richardson, Volumen5Porter & Coates, 1685 |
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... fight for France.- Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes , To weep their intermissive miseries . Enter another Messenger . 2 Mess . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mis- chance ...
... fight for France.- Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes , To weep their intermissive miseries . Enter another Messenger . 2 Mess . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mis- chance ...
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... fight , Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is ' t so ? 3 Mess . O ! no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last ...
... fight , Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is ' t so ? 3 Mess . O ! no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'erthrown The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last ...
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... fight . Char . Stay , stay thy hands ! thou art an Amazon , And fightest with the sword of Deborah . Puc . Christ's mother helps me , else I were too weak . Char . Whoe'er helps thee , ' tis thou that must help me . Impatiently I burn ...
... fight . Char . Stay , stay thy hands ! thou art an Amazon , And fightest with the sword of Deborah . Puc . Christ's mother helps me , else I were too weak . Char . Whoe'er helps thee , ' tis thou that must help me . Impatiently I burn ...
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... Fight till the last gasp ; I will be your guard . Char . What she says , I'll confirm : we'll fight it out . Puc . Assign'd am I to be the English scourge . This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Expect Saint Martin's summer ...
... Fight till the last gasp ; I will be your guard . Char . What she says , I'll confirm : we'll fight it out . Puc . Assign'd am I to be the English scourge . This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Expect Saint Martin's summer ...
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... fight not once in forty year . SCENE IV . - France . Before Orleans . [ Exeunt . Enter on the Walls , the Master - Gunner and his Son . M. Gun . Sirrah , thou know'st how Orleans is besieg'd , And how the English have the suburbs won ...
... fight not once in forty year . SCENE IV . - France . Before Orleans . [ Exeunt . Enter on the Walls , the Master - Gunner and his Son . M. Gun . Sirrah , thou know'st how Orleans is besieg'd , And how the English have the suburbs won ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Folio ..., Volumen5 William Shakespeare Vista de fragmentos - 1910 |
The Works of William Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Folio ..., Volumen5 William Shakespeare Sin vista previa disponible - 1973 |
Términos y frases comunes
Alarum ALENÇON Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal CATESBY Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death doth Duch duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight folio France friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade Kath King HENRY king's lady leave live lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty Mess Murd ne'er never noble peace pity Plantagenet pray prince PUCELLE quartos Reignier Rich RICHARD PLANTAGENET royal Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue Tower traitor uncle unto Warwick words
Pasajes populares
Página 205 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Página 265 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 265 - And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days. I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Página 357 - Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No. Yes; I am: Then fly: what! from myself? Great reason why; Lest I revenge. What! myself upon myself? Alack! I love myself. Wherefore? for any good That I myself have done unto myself? O! no: alas! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Página 219 - That rends the thorns, and is rent with the thorns, Seeking a way, and straying from the way, Not knowing how to find the open air, But toiling desperately to find it out, Torment myself to catch the English crown : And from that torment I will free myself, Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile, And cry, content, to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Página 410 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Página 145 - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny : the threehooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer : all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfry go to grass.
Página 425 - So farewell to the little good you bear me. Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him...
Página 254 - Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Página 358 - Fool, of thyself speak well : — Fool, do not flatter. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree ; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree ; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, — Guilty ! guilty ! I shall, despair.