The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. The tragedy of King Richard II. The first part of King Henry IV. The second part of King Henry IV. The life of King Henry VG. Barrie & Son, 1894 |
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... sword's ; and will not- For , as the case now stands , it is a curse He cannot be compell'd to't once remove The root of his opinion , which is rotten As ever oak or stone was sound . A callat * * Jade . 90 Leon . Of boundless tongue ...
... sword's ; and will not- For , as the case now stands , it is a curse He cannot be compell'd to't once remove The root of his opinion , which is rotten As ever oak or stone was sound . A callat * * Jade . 90 Leon . Of boundless tongue ...
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... sword Thou wilt perform my bidding . Ant . Leon . I will , my lord ! Mark and perform it , see'st thou : for the fail 170 Of any point in't shall not only be Death to thyself but to thy lewd - tongued wife , Whom for this time we pardon ...
... sword Thou wilt perform my bidding . Ant . Leon . I will , my lord ! Mark and perform it , see'st thou : for the fail 170 Of any point in't shall not only be Death to thyself but to thy lewd - tongued wife , Whom for this time we pardon ...
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... sword of justice , That you , Cleomenes and Dion , have Been both at Delphos , and from thence have brought This seal'd - up oracle , by the hand deliver'd Of great Apollo's priest and that since then You have not dared to break the ...
... sword of justice , That you , Cleomenes and Dion , have Been both at Delphos , and from thence have brought This seal'd - up oracle , by the hand deliver'd Of great Apollo's priest and that since then You have not dared to break the ...
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... sword Which sways usurpingly these several titles , And put the same into young Arthur's hand , Thy nephew and right royal sovereign . ΙΟ K. John . What follows if we disallow of this ? Chat . The proud control of fierce and bloody war ...
... sword Which sways usurpingly these several titles , And put the same into young Arthur's hand , Thy nephew and right royal sovereign . ΙΟ K. John . What follows if we disallow of this ? Chat . The proud control of fierce and bloody war ...
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... swords In such a just and charitable war . K. Phi . Well then , to work : our cannon shall be bent 40 Against the brows of this resisting town . Call for our chiefest men of discipline , To cull the plots of best advantages : We'll lay ...
... swords In such a just and charitable war . K. Phi . Well then , to work : our cannon shall be bent 40 Against the brows of this resisting town . Call for our chiefest men of discipline , To cull the plots of best advantages : We'll lay ...
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arms art thou Aumerle AUTOLYCUS Bard Bardolph Bast beseech BISHOP OF CARLISLE blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo cousin crown Dauphin dead death doth Duke Duke of Hereford Eastcheap England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father fear France French friends Gaunt gentle give grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath hear heart heaven honour horse Host king Lady Leon liege live look lord majesty Master never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Percy Pist Poins pray Prince Prince of Wales queen Re-enter Rich SCENE Shal shalt shame Shep Sicilia Sir John Sir John Falstaff soldiers soul speak stand swear sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue true uncle unto Westmoreland wilt word York Zounds ΙΟ
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Page 472 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood...
Page 135 - 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?
Page 505 - 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...
Page 330 - 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?
Page 387 - With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 330 - 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
Page 465 - A made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child. A parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. "How now, Sir John!" quoth I; "what, man! be o
Page 169 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 216 - 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...