| Jutta Schamp - 1997 - 382 Seiten
...Absetzung und Ermordung Richards II. belastet hat: God knows, my son, By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways I met this crown, and I myself know well How troublesome it sät upon my head. (Shakespeare, 2 Henry IV, IV, 5, 183-186.) Heinrich IV. offenbart hier in einem... | |
| Mrs Henry Pott - 1997 - 652 Seiten
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| Harry Berger, Peter Erickson - 1997 - 532 Seiten
...possession of the crown: To thee it shall descend with better quiet, Better opinion, better confirmation, For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth. It seem'd in me But as an honor snatch'd with boist'rous hand, (187-91) and "boist'rous" carries us... | |
| 1984 - 440 Seiten
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| William Shakespeare - 1998 - 308 Seiten
...sat upon my head. To thee it shall descend with better quiet, Better opinion, better confirmation, For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth. It seemed in me 320 But as an honour snatched with boist'rous hand ; And I had many living to upbraid... | |
| Renate Schruff - 1999 - 328 Seiten
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| John Julius Norwich - 2001 - 438 Seiten
...curtain falls. King Henry IV Part II [1403-1413] God knows, my son, By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways I met this crown, and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head. KING HENRY IV PART II The second of Shakespeare's two Henry IV plays is even more episodic than the... | |
| Lawrence Danson - 2000 - 172 Seiten
...differences. Shakespeare makes Henry's confession — God knows, my son, By what bypaths and indirect crook'd ways I met this crown; and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head. (4. 3. 312-15) — a more poignant, almost weary acknowledgement that what God knows, Henry himself... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2000 - 270 Seiten
...scene 3 lines 312-324) he tells his son: God knows, my son, By what bypaths and indirect and crooked ways I met this crown; and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head . . . It seemed in me But as an honour snatched with boisterous hand; And I had many living to upbraid... | |
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