The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, 第 4 巻C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... live in peace ! England we love ; and , for that England's sake , With burden of our armour here we sweat : This toil of ours should be a work of thine ; But thou from loving England art so far , That thou hast underwrought his lawful ...
... live in peace ! England we love ; and , for that England's sake , With burden of our armour here we sweat : This toil of ours should be a work of thine ; But thou from loving England art so far , That thou hast underwrought his lawful ...
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... live again by death of need ; O , then , tread down my need , and faith mounts up ; Keep my need up , and faith is trodden down .. K. John . The king is mov'd , and answers not to this . Const . O , be remov'd from him , and 32 ACT III ...
... live again by death of need ; O , then , tread down my need , and faith mounts up ; Keep my need up , and faith is trodden down .. K. John . The king is mov'd , and answers not to this . Const . O , be remov'd from him , and 32 ACT III ...
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... . K. John . Hub . K. John . My lord ? A grave . He shall not live . Enough . I could be merry now : Hubert , I love thee ; Well , I'll not say what I intend for thee ; Remember . - Madam , fare you well : I'll 38 ACT III . KING JOHN .
... . K. John . Hub . K. John . My lord ? A grave . He shall not live . Enough . I could be merry now : Hubert , I love thee ; Well , I'll not say what I intend for thee ; Remember . - Madam , fare you well : I'll 38 ACT III . KING JOHN .
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... live ; I will not touch thine eyes For all the treasure that thine uncle owes : Yet am I sworn , and I did purpose , boy , With this same very iron to burn them out . Arth . O , now you look like Hubert ! all this while You were ...
... live ; I will not touch thine eyes For all the treasure that thine uncle owes : Yet am I sworn , and I did purpose , boy , With this same very iron to burn them out . Arth . O , now you look like Hubert ! all this while You were ...
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... live ? O , haste thee to the peers , Throw this report on their incensed rage , And make them tame to their obedience ! Forgive the comment that my passion made Upon thy feature ; for my rage was blind , And foul imaginary eyes of blood ...
... live ? O , haste thee to the peers , Throw this report on their incensed rage , And make them tame to their obedience ! Forgive the comment that my passion made Upon thy feature ; for my rage was blind , And foul imaginary eyes of blood ...
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arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast Bishop of Carlisle blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Const cousin crown dead death dost thou doth Duch duke earl Eastcheap England Enter KING Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father FAULCONBRIDGE fear France friends Gaunt give Glend grace grief hand Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven HENRY hither honour horse Host Hubert JAMES GURNEY John of Gaunt KING JOHN King Richard Lady Lancaster land liege live look lord majesty master never night noble North Northumberland peace Percy Pist Poins pr'ythee pray prince PRINCE JOHN prince of Wales Queen Re-enter Rich SCENE Shal Shallow shame Sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle Westmoreland wilt word York
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90 ページ - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
117 ページ - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and, humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king...
224 ページ - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
116 ページ - Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills: And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
190 ページ - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
41 ページ - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.