Shakespere's Works, Volumen7D. Appleton, 1897 |
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... doubt not , uncle , of our victory . Many a battle have I won in France , When as the enemy hath been ten to one : Why should I not now have the like success ? Alarum . Exeunt . SCENE III . - Field of Battle between Sandal Castle and ...
... doubt not , uncle , of our victory . Many a battle have I won in France , When as the enemy hath been ten to one : Why should I not now have the like success ? Alarum . Exeunt . SCENE III . - Field of Battle between Sandal Castle and ...
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... doubt : What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty ? War . This shall assure my constant loyalty : That if our queen and this young prince agree , I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands . Q. Mar ...
... doubt : What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty ? War . This shall assure my constant loyalty : That if our queen and this young prince agree , I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands . Q. Mar ...
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... doubt . You twain , of all the rest , Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance : Tell me if you love Warwick more than me ? If it be so , then both depart to him ; I rather wish you foes than hollow friends : But if you mind to hold ...
... doubt . You twain , of all the rest , Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance : Tell me if you love Warwick more than me ? If it be so , then both depart to him ; I rather wish you foes than hollow friends : But if you mind to hold ...
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... doubt ? Open the gates ; we are King Henry's friends . May . Ay , say you so ? the gates shall then be open'd . Exeunt from above . Glou . A wise stout captain , and soon persuaded ! Hast . The good old man would fain that all were well ...
... doubt ? Open the gates ; we are King Henry's friends . May . Ay , say you so ? the gates shall then be open'd . Exeunt from above . Glou . A wise stout captain , and soon persuaded ! Hast . The good old man would fain that all were well ...
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William Shakespeare. I doubt not , I , but we shall soon persuade Both him and all his brothers unto reason . Enter the Mayor and two Aldermen . K. Edw . So , Master mayor : these gates must not be shut But in the night or in the time of ...
William Shakespeare. I doubt not , I , but we shall soon persuade Both him and all his brothers unto reason . Enter the Mayor and two Aldermen . K. Edw . So , Master mayor : these gates must not be shut But in the night or in the time of ...
Términos y frases comunes
Anne bear blood brother Buck Buckingham cardinal Cates Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford conscience Crom crown curse death Dorset doth Duch Duke of Gloucester Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Earl Earl of SURREY Eliz England Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear France friends gentle give Glou Gloucester grace Grey hand hath hear heart heaven Henry's holy honour house of Lancaster house of York Kath King EDWARD King Henry King RICHARD king's Lady leave live Lord Chamberlain Lord Hastings Lovell madam Margaret Montague never noble peace pity Plantagenet poor pray Prince queen Rich Richmond royal SCENE Second Gent Second Murd shalt Sir Thomas Lovell Somerset sorrow soul sovereign speak Stan Stanley sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue Tower unto Warwick weep WOLSEY
Pasajes populares
Página 105 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Página 305 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Página 295 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Página 132 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise I trembling wak'd ; and for a season after Could not believe but that I was in hell : Such terrible impression made my dream.
Página 55 - I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, Deceive more slily than Ulysses could, And, like a Sinon, take another Troy. I can add colours to the chameleon, Change shapes with Proteus for advantages, And set the murderous...
Página 295 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 291 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to's holiness. Nay then, farewell! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Página 296 - I am fall'n indeed. Crom. How does your grace? Wol. Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 218 - 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 ? 0 ! no : alas ! I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Página 38 - So many years ere I shall shear the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, 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