Cassell's illustrated Shakespeare. The plays of Shakespeare, ed. and annotated by C. and M.C. Clarke, illustr. by H.C. Selous, Parte179,Volumen2 |
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... Bear mine to him , and so depart in peace : Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France ; For ere thou canst report I will be there , The thunder of my cannon shall be heard : So , hence ! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath , And sullen ...
... Bear mine to him , and so depart in peace : Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France ; For ere thou canst report I will be there , The thunder of my cannon shall be heard : So , hence ! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath , And sullen ...
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... bear him ; And if she did play false , the fault was hers ; Your father's heir must have your father's land . Rob . Shall , then , my father's will be of no force To dispossess that child which is not his ? Bast . Of no more force to ...
... bear him ; And if she did play false , the fault was hers ; Your father's heir must have your father's land . Rob . Shall , then , my father's will be of no force To dispossess that child which is not his ? Bast . Of no more force to ...
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... bear , Save in aspect , have all offence seal'd up ; Our cannons ' malice vainly shall be spent Against th ' invulnerable clouds of heaven ; And with a blessed and unvex'd retire , With unhack'd swords and helmets all unbruis'd , We will ...
... bear , Save in aspect , have all offence seal'd up ; Our cannons ' malice vainly shall be spent Against th ' invulnerable clouds of heaven ; And with a blessed and unvex'd retire , With unhack'd swords and helmets all unbruis'd , We will ...
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... bear , Or add a royal number to the dead , Gracing the scroll , that tells of this war's loss , 44. Like a jolly troop of huntsmen . It was the practice for- merly for hunters to plunge their hands into the blood of the deer , as a ...
... bear , Or add a royal number to the dead , Gracing the scroll , that tells of this war's loss , 44. Like a jolly troop of huntsmen . It was the practice for- merly for hunters to plunge their hands into the blood of the deer , as a ...
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... bear out First Attend . the deed . : Hub . Uncleanly scruples ! fear not you look to ' t . [ Exeunt Attendants . Young lad , come forth ; I have to say with you . Enter ARTHUR . Arth . Good morrow , Hubert . Hub . Good morrow , little ...
... bear out First Attend . the deed . : Hub . Uncleanly scruples ! fear not you look to ' t . [ Exeunt Attendants . Young lad , come forth ; I have to say with you . Enter ARTHUR . Arth . Good morrow , Hubert . Hub . Good morrow , little ...
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All's arms Bardolph bear blood Boling Bolingbroke brother Buck Buckingham Cade Clarence cousin crown dead death dost doth Duch Duke Duke of York Earl Edward Eliz elliptically England Exeunt Exit express eyes Falstaff father fear Folio prints France French friends Gentlemen of Verona give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart Heaven Henry IV Henry VI Holinshed honour King Henry King John king's Lady live lord Love's Labour's Lost madam majesty means Merchant of Venice Midsummer Night's Dream never noble Note peace Pist play Poins pray Prince Quarto queen Rich Richard Richard II royal SCENE Second Part Henry sense sentence Shakespeare Sir John soldiers soul speak speech Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue Twelfth Night uncle unto Warwick Winter's Tale word York
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Página 30 - 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 257 - 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 52 - 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.
Página 582 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, — Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one,...
Página 99 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As. in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd 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 434 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the times: So many hours must...
Página 161 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Página 583 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st...
Página 434 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Página 34 - 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.