The Works of Shakespeare: The second part of King Henry VI ; The third part of King Henry VI ; The tragedy of King Richard IIIJ. M. Dent & Company, 1900 |
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... crown her Queen of England ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing . Item , that the duchy of Anjou and the 50 county of Maine shall be released and delivered to the king her father— ' King . Uncle , how now ! Glou . [ Lets the paper fall ...
... crown her Queen of England ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing . Item , that the duchy of Anjou and the 50 county of Maine shall be released and delivered to the king her father— ' King . Uncle , how now ! Glou . [ Lets the paper fall ...
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... crown : Had Henry got an empire by his marriage , And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west , There's reason he should be displeased at it . Look to it , lords ; let not his smoothing words Bewitch your hearts ; be wise and circumspect ...
... crown : Had Henry got an empire by his marriage , And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west , There's reason he should be displeased at it . Look to it , lords ; let not his smoothing words Bewitch your hearts ; be wise and circumspect ...
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... crown , For that's the golden mark I seek to hit : Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right , Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist , Nor wear the diadem upon his head , Whose church - like humours fits not for a crown . Then , York ...
... crown , For that's the golden mark I seek to hit : Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right , Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist , Nor wear the diadem upon his head , Whose church - like humours fits not for a crown . Then , York ...
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... crown'd ; Where Henry and dame Margaret kneel'd to me , And on my head did set the diadem . Glou . Nay , Eleanor , then must I chide outright : Presumptuous dame , ill - nurtured Eleanor , Art thou not second woman in the realm , And ...
... crown'd ; Where Henry and dame Margaret kneel'd to me , And on my head did set the diadem . Glou . Nay , Eleanor , then must I chide outright : Presumptuous dame , ill - nurtured Eleanor , Art thou not second woman in the realm , And ...
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... crown . Queen . What say'st thou ? did the Duke of York say he was rightful heir to the crown ? Peter . That my master was ? no , forsooth : my master said that he was , and that the king was an usurper . Suf . Who is there ? [ Enter ...
... crown . Queen . What say'st thou ? did the Duke of York say he was rightful heir to the crown ? Peter . That my master was ? no , forsooth : my master said that he was , and that the king was an usurper . Suf . Who is there ? [ Enter ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alarum Anne arms art thou Baynard's Castle bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Catesby Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Collier conj crown curse dead death dost doth Duch Duke of Gloucester Duke of York Earl Edward Eliz England Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear Folios read France friends gentle Glou Gloucester grace Grey hand Hanmer hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Humphrey Iden Jack Cade King Henry live London Lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty Margaret Murd murder never noble Omitted in Quartos Plantagenet Pope Prince Queen reading of Folios Rich Richard Richard III Richmond Scene shalt shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thyself Tower traitor uncle unto Vaughan Warwick William Brandon ΙΟ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite xlii - 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 I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
Seite xvi - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Seite xlii - Content' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Seite xlii - 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.
Seite xlii - 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.
Seite cxxi - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Seite lxi - 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; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace...
Seite cxxi - 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? 0 no! Alas, I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
Seite lxxiv - As we pac'd along Upon tHe giddy footing of the hatches, Methought, that Gloster stumbled; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Seite lxi - But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; 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...