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Prin, Alas, poor Machabacus, how hath he been baited | Enter ARMAdo arm'd, for
Hector. Biron. Hide thy head, Achilles; here comes Hector In arms. Dum. Though
my mocks come home by me,I will now be merry. King. Hector was but a Trojan ...
Prin, Alas, poor Machabacus, how hath he been baited | Enter ARMAdo arm'd, for
Hector. Biron. Hide thy head, Achilles; here comes Hector In arms. Dum. Though
my mocks come home by me,I will now be merry. King. Hector was but a Trojan ...
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Therefore, to arms! be champion of our church! Orlet the church, our ... what thou
dost swear. Therefore, thy latter vows, against thy first, Is in thyself rebellion to
thyself, And better conquest never canst thou make, Than arm thy constant and ...
Therefore, to arms! be champion of our church! Orlet the church, our ... what thou
dost swear. Therefore, thy latter vows, against thy first, Is in thyself rebellion to
thyself, And better conquest never canst thou make, Than arm thy constant and ...
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Marshall, command our officer at arms Be ready to direct these home-alarms [
Ereunt. SCENE II. — The same. A room in the Duke of LANcasten's palace. Enter
GAUNT, and Duchess of Glosten. Gaunt. Alas! the part I had in Gloster's blood, ...
Marshall, command our officer at arms Be ready to direct these home-alarms [
Ereunt. SCENE II. — The same. A room in the Duke of LANcasten's palace. Enter
GAUNT, and Duchess of Glosten. Gaunt. Alas! the part I had in Gloster's blood, ...
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Enter King Hesay, West Morel Asp, Sir WALTER Shall daub her lips with her own
children's blood; Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb, | you all, you
have horses for yourselves; Gadshill lies. King HENRY the Fourth. Hexay ...
Enter King Hesay, West Morel Asp, Sir WALTER Shall daub her lips with her own
children's blood; Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb, | you all, you
have horses for yourselves; Gadshill lies. King HENRY the Fourth. Hexay ...
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He calls us rebels, traitors, and will scourge With haughty arms this hateful name
in us. IRe-enter Doug LAs. Doug. Arm, gentlemen; to arms 1 for I have thrown A
brave defiance in King Henry's teeth, And Westmoreland, that was engag'd, did ...
He calls us rebels, traitors, and will scourge With haughty arms this hateful name
in us. IRe-enter Doug LAs. Doug. Arm, gentlemen; to arms 1 for I have thrown A
brave defiance in King Henry's teeth, And Westmoreland, that was engag'd, did ...
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Seite 363 - 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...
Seite 251 - 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 363 - That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you ! Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge,...
Seite 303 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Seite 285 - 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 263 - 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 250 - We still have judgement here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor. This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Verlag | Ernst Fleischer, 1824 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 30. Dez. 2006 |
| Länge | 830 Seiten |
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