The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Band 8 |
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... fight for France . Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds I will lend the French , instead of eyes , weep their intermissive miseries.1 To Enter another MESSENGER . 2 Mes . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mis ...
... fight for France . Away with these disgraceful wailing robes ! Wounds I will lend the French , instead of eyes , weep their intermissive miseries.1 To Enter another MESSENGER . 2 Mes . Lords , view these letters , full of bad mis ...
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... fight Betwixt the stout lord Talbot and the French . Win . What ! wherein Talbot overcame ? is ' t so ? 3 Mes . O , no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'er- thrown : 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 Mes . O , no ; wherein lord Talbot was o'er- thrown : The circumstance I'll tell you more at large . The tenth of August last ...
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... fight . Charles . Stay , stay thy hands ; thou art an Ama- zon , And fightest with the sword of Deborah . Pu . Christ's mother helps me , else I were too weak . Charles . Whoe'er helps thee , ' tis thou that must help me : Impatiently I ...
... fight . Charles . Stay , stay thy hands ; thou art an Ama- zon , And fightest with the sword of Deborah . Pu . Christ's mother helps me , else I were too weak . Charles . Whoe'er helps thee , ' tis thou that must help me : Impatiently I ...
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... Fight till the last gasp ; I will be your guard . Charles . What she says , I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pu . Assign'd am I to be the English scourge . This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Expect saint Martin's summer , 1 ...
... Fight till the last gasp ; I will be your guard . Charles . What she says , I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pu . Assign'd am I to be the English scourge . This night the siege assuredly I'll raise : Expect saint Martin's summer , 1 ...
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... fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . France . Before Orleans . Enter , on the walls , the MASTER - gunner and his son . M. Gun . Sirrah , thou know'st how Orleans is be- sieged , And how the English have the suburbs won ...
... fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . France . Before Orleans . Enter , on the walls , the MASTER - gunner and his son . M. Gun . Sirrah , thou know'st how Orleans is be- sieged , And how the English have the suburbs won ...
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Alarum Alen Alençon arms bear blood brave brother Buck Buckingham Burgundy Cade canst cardinal Charles Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death Dick dost doth Duch duke Humphrey duke of Burgundy duke of Gloster duke of York earl Edward enemies England Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit farewell father fear fight foes France French friends give Glos Gloster grace hand hath head heart heaven Henry's honor house of Lancaster house of York Iden Jack Cade John live lord protector madam majesty master Mortimer ne'er never noble Orleans peace Plantagenet prince prisoner Pucelle QUEEN MARGARET realm Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE SHAK shame Simp soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stay Suffolk sweet sword tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt Winchester words
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Seite 242 - 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 411 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. 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!
Seite 327 - 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' 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...
Seite 20 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.