The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Band 3D. Appleton & Company, 1872 |
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... Harfleur . MONTJOY , a French Herald . Ambassadors to the King of England . ISABEL , Queen of France . KATHARINE , Daughter to CHARLES and ISABEL . ALICE , a Lady attending on the PRINCESS KATHARINE . QUICKLY , PISTOL's Wife , an ...
... Harfleur . MONTJOY , a French Herald . Ambassadors to the King of England . ISABEL , Queen of France . KATHARINE , Daughter to CHARLES and ISABEL . ALICE , a Lady attending on the PRINCESS KATHARINE . QUICKLY , PISTOL's Wife , an ...
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... Harfleur . Follow , follow ! Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy ; And leave your England , as dead midnight still , Guarded with grandsires , babies , and old women , Either past or not arriv'd to pith and puissance ; For who ...
... Harfleur . Follow , follow ! Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy ; And leave your England , as dead midnight still , Guarded with grandsires , babies , and old women , Either past or not arriv'd to pith and puissance ; For who ...
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... Harfleur . The Governor and some Citizens on the walls ; the English Forces below . Enter KING HENRY and his Train . K. Hen . How yet resolves the governor of the town ? This is the latest parley we will admit : Therefore , to our best ...
... Harfleur . The Governor and some Citizens on the walls ; the English Forces below . Enter KING HENRY and his Train . K. Hen . How yet resolves the governor of the town ? This is the latest parley we will admit : Therefore , to our best ...
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... Harfleur ; there remain , And fortify it strongly ' gainst the French : Use mercy to them all . For us , dear uncle , — The winter coming on , and sickness growing Upon our soldiers , we will retire to Calais . To - night in Harfleur ...
... Harfleur ; there remain , And fortify it strongly ' gainst the French : Use mercy to them all . For us , dear uncle , — The winter coming on , and sickness growing Upon our soldiers , we will retire to Calais . To - night in Harfleur ...
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... Harfleur : Rush on his host as doth the melted snow Upon the valleys , whose low vassal seat The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon : Go down upon him , —you have power enough , — And in a captive chariot into Rouen Bring him our ...
... Harfleur : Rush on his host as doth the melted snow Upon the valleys , whose low vassal seat The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon : Go down upon him , —you have power enough , — And in a captive chariot into Rouen Bring him our ...
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Seite 100 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Seite 63 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee : — I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Seite 54 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill; cannot be good. If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am Thane of Cawdor. If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair And make my seated heart knock at my ribs Against the use of nature? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings. My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smother'd in surmise, And nothing is but what is...
Seite 193 - Against infection, and the hand of war ; This happy breed of men, this little world ; This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, (For Christian service and true chivalry...
Seite 68 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Seite 60 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Seite 408 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey,...
Seite 452 - God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Seite 173 - 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.
Seite 337 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt" goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a seacoal fire, on Wednesday in Whitsun-week, when the prince broke thy head for liking his father* to a singing-man of Windsor ; thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then, and call me gossip Quickly...