The Plays of William Shakespeare, Tập 4T. Bensley, 1803 |
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... Aumerle , or Albemarle , son to the Duke of York . Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk . Duke of Surrey . Earl of Salisbury . Earl Berkley . Bushy , Bagot , creatures to King Richard . Green , Earl of Northumberland : Henry Percy , his son . Lord ...
... Aumerle , or Albemarle , son to the Duke of York . Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk . Duke of Surrey . Earl of Salisbury . Earl Berkley . Bushy , Bagot , creatures to King Richard . Green , Earl of Northumberland : Henry Percy , his son . Lord ...
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... Aumerle .. Mar. My lord Aumerle , is Harry Hereford arm'd ? Aum . Yea , at all points ; and longs to enter in . Mar. The duke of Norfolk , sprightfully and bold , Stays but the summons of the appellant's trumpet . Aum . Why then , the ...
... Aumerle .. Mar. My lord Aumerle , is Harry Hereford arm'd ? Aum . Yea , at all points ; and longs to enter in . Mar. The duke of Norfolk , sprightfully and bold , Stays but the summons of the appellant's trumpet . Aum . Why then , the ...
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... take my leave of you ; - Of you , my noble cousin , lord Aumerle ; - Not sick , although I have to do with death ; But lusty , young , and cheerly drawing breath . Lo , as at English feasts , so I regreet 14 KING RICHARD II .
... take my leave of you ; - Of you , my noble cousin , lord Aumerle ; - Not sick , although I have to do with death ; But lusty , young , and cheerly drawing breath . Lo , as at English feasts , so I regreet 14 KING RICHARD II .
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... Aumerle following . K. Rich . We did obserye . - Cousin Aumerle , How far brought you high Hereford on his way ? Aum . I brought high Hereford , if you call KING RICHARD II . 23.
... Aumerle following . K. Rich . We did obserye . - Cousin Aumerle , How far brought you high Hereford on his way ? Aum . I brought high Hereford , if you call KING RICHARD II . 23.
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... Aumerle , Bushy , Green , Bagot , Ross , and Willoughby . York . The king is come : deal mildly with his youth ; For young hot colts , being rag'd , do rage the more . Queen . How fares our noble uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What ...
... Aumerle , Bushy , Green , Bagot , Ross , and Willoughby . York . The king is come : deal mildly with his youth ; For young hot colts , being rag'd , do rage the more . Queen . How fares our noble uncle , Lancaster ? K. Rich . What ...
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arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph Bast Bishop of Carlisle blood Boling Bolingbroke breath brother cousin crown Dauphin dead death devil Doll doth duke earl Eastcheap England English Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear France French friends Gaunt gentle give Glo'ster grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host Hubert Kath King Henry King John King Richard Lady land liege live look lord majesty master never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pray prince Prince John prince of Wales Queen Rich SCENE Scroop Shal shame sir John Sir John Falstaff soldier soul speak sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle unto villain Westmoreland wilt word York
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Trang 84 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go. by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered , — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition: And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here; And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Trang 83 - I am the most offending soul alive. No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England. God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more, methinks, would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart. His passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Trang 11 - Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor : Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold ; The civil citizens kneading up...
Trang 52 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! if to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is damned : if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord ; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins : but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company : banish...
Trang 39 - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit To his full height!
Trang 40 - 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,...
Trang 98 - Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me ? Well, '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
Trang 83 - God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Trang 83 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus' And witch the world with noble horsemanship.