The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Tập 8C. and A. Conrad, 1806 |
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... prince . The action of the drama begins with Boling- broke's appealing the Duke of Norfolk , on an accusation of high treason , which fell out in the year 1398 ; and it closes with the murder of King Richard at Pomfret - castle ...
... prince . The action of the drama begins with Boling- broke's appealing the Duke of Norfolk , on an accusation of high treason , which fell out in the year 1398 ; and it closes with the murder of King Richard at Pomfret - castle ...
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... prince , And free from other misbegotten hate , Come I appellant to this princely presence.- Now , Thomas Mowbray , do I turn to thee , And mark my greeting well ; for what I speak , My body shall make good upon this earth , Or my ...
... prince , And free from other misbegotten hate , Come I appellant to this princely presence.- Now , Thomas Mowbray , do I turn to thee , And mark my greeting well ; for what I speak , My body shall make good upon this earth , Or my ...
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... Prince Edward says : " We are the sons of brave Plantagenet , " Each one already blazing by our meeds . " And again , in the same play , King Henry says : " That's not my fear , my meed hath got me fame . " M. Mason Within my mouth you ...
... Prince Edward says : " We are the sons of brave Plantagenet , " Each one already blazing by our meeds . " And again , in the same play , King Henry says : " That's not my fear , my meed hath got me fame . " M. Mason Within my mouth you ...
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... prince of Wales , was first ; In war , was never lion rag'd more fierce , In peace was never gentle lamb more mild , Than was that young and princely gentleman : His face thou hast , for even so look'd he , Accomplish'd with the number ...
... prince of Wales , was first ; In war , was never lion rag'd more fierce , In peace was never gentle lamb more mild , Than was that young and princely gentleman : His face thou hast , for even so look'd he , Accomplish'd with the number ...
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... prince , and many more Of noble blood in this declining land . The king is not himself , but basely led By flatterers ; and what they will inform , Merely in hate , ' gainst any of us all , That will the king severely prosecute ' Gainst ...
... prince , and many more Of noble blood in this declining land . The king is not himself , but basely led By flatterers ; and what they will inform , Merely in hate , ' gainst any of us all , That will the king severely prosecute ' Gainst ...
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Trang 40 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth...
Trang 118 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As, in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, God save him...
Trang 81 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Trang 313 - 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
Trang 149 - Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Trang 79 - 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...
Trang 80 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Trang 174 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not ; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman...
Trang 146 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Trang 16 - My dear, dear lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation ; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.