The Works of William Shakespeare: King John. King Richard II. First part of King Henry IV. Second part of King Henry IV. King Henry VChapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... SCENE - Sometimes in England , and sometimes in France . KING JOHN . ACT I. SCENE I. Northampton . A.
... SCENE - Sometimes in England , and sometimes in France . KING JOHN . ACT I. SCENE I. Northampton . A.
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... her sin ; All punish'd in the person of this child , And all for her ; a plague upon her ! ( 27 ) Eli . Thou unadvised scold , I can produce VOL . IV . C 17 A will that bars the title of thy son . SCENE I. ] KING JOHN .
... her sin ; All punish'd in the person of this child , And all for her ; a plague upon her ! ( 27 ) Eli . Thou unadvised scold , I can produce VOL . IV . C 17 A will that bars the title of thy son . SCENE I. ] KING JOHN .
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... scenes and acts of death . Your royal presences be rul'd by me : - Do like the mutines of Jerusalem , Be friends awhile , and both conjointly bend Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town : By east and west ... SCENE I. ] 23 KING JOHN .
... scenes and acts of death . Your royal presences be rul'd by me : - Do like the mutines of Jerusalem , Be friends awhile , and both conjointly bend Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town : By east and west ... SCENE I. ] 23 KING JOHN .
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... a queen : For Anjou , ( 46 ) and fair Touraine , Maine , Poictiers , And all that we upon this side the sea- Except this city now by us besieg'd- Find liable to our crown and dignity , Shall gild SCENE I. ] 25 KING JOHN .
... a queen : For Anjou , ( 46 ) and fair Touraine , Maine , Poictiers , And all that we upon this side the sea- Except this city now by us besieg'd- Find liable to our crown and dignity , Shall gild SCENE I. ] 25 KING JOHN .
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William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. ACT III . SCENE I. France . The French King's tent . Enter CONSTANCE , ARTHUR , and SALISBURY . Const . Gone to be married ! gone to swear a peace ! False blood to false ... SCENE I. ] 29 KING JOHN . 29.
William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. ACT III . SCENE I. France . The French King's tent . Enter CONSTANCE , ARTHUR , and SALISBURY . Const . Gone to be married ! gone to swear a peace ! False blood to false ... SCENE I. ] 29 KING JOHN . 29.
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Page 481 - 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 accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Page 277 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Page 352 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Page 430 - 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 the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...
Page 120 - 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?
Page 352 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Page 169 - York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd 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,
Page 277 - 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
Page 352 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st 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.