Shakespeare's History of King Henry the Sixth ...Harper & brothers, 1882 |
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... hath press'd To lift shrewd steel against our golden crown , God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay A glorious angel : then , if angels fight , Weak men must fall , for heaven still guards the right . " Yet , notwithstanding this ...
... hath press'd To lift shrewd steel against our golden crown , God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay A glorious angel : then , if angels fight , Weak men must fall , for heaven still guards the right . " Yet , notwithstanding this ...
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... hath best deserv'd of all my sons . But is your grace dead , my Lord of Somerset ? Norfolk . Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt ! Richard . Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head . 20 Warwick . And so do I. - Victorious ...
... hath best deserv'd of all my sons . But is your grace dead , my Lord of Somerset ? Norfolk . Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt ! Richard . Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head . 20 Warwick . And so do I. - Victorious ...
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... Hath made us bywords to our enemies . York . Then leave me not , my lords ; be resolute ; I mean to take possession of my right . Warwick . Neither the king , nor he that loves him best , The proudest he that holds up Lancaster , Dares ...
... Hath made us bywords to our enemies . York . Then leave me not , my lords ; be resolute ; I mean to take possession of my right . Warwick . Neither the king , nor he that loves him best , The proudest he that holds up Lancaster , Dares ...
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... Hath he deserv'd to lose his birthright thus ? Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I , Or felt that pain which I did for him once , Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood , Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart - blood there ...
... Hath he deserv'd to lose his birthright thus ? Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I , Or felt that pain which I did for him once , Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood , Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart - blood there ...
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... Hath made her break out into terms of rage ! Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke Whose haughty spirit , winged with desire , Will coast my crown , and like an empty eagle Tire on the flesh of me and of my son . The loss of those ...
... Hath made her break out into terms of rage ! Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke Whose haughty spirit , winged with desire , Will coast my crown , and like an empty eagle Tire on the flesh of me and of my son . The loss of those ...
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2d folio Alarum Alban's arms battle of St bear blood blows brother Capell reads castle Clarence Coll conjecture courage crown death doth Duke of York Earl of Warwick edition England Enter KING EDWARD Exeter Exeunt eyes fear fight France friends gentle give Gloster hand Hanmer reads hath head hear heart heaven heir Henry VI Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Johnson Keeper King Henry King Lewis king's Lady Bona Lady Grey Lancaster London Lord Clifford Malone March Messenger Middleham Castle Montague ne'er Norfolk Northumberland oath old play Oxford pity Plantagenet poet Prince Queen Margaret remarks rest revenge Rich Richard Richard III Rutland Sandal Castle SCENE Shakespeare Shakspere shalt slain soldiers Somerset speak stand stay Steevens sweet tears tell thee Theo thine thou art thou hast thy father unto wilt words ΙΟ
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Page 154 - Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king ; The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.
Page 126 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother ; And this word love...
Page 61 - Ah, what a life were this ! How sweet ! How lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes, it doth; a thousand fold it doth.
Page 61 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Page 165 - 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.
Page 79 - I smile, And cry, Content, to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Page 61 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Page 14 - God's name, let it go: I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My...
Page 115 - I that ? my mangled body shows, My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows, That I must yield my body to the earth, And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe. Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge, Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle, Under whose shade the ramping lion slept ; Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading tree, And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind.
Page 124 - The bird that hath been limed in a bush, With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush...