Selections from Shakespeare's King John, containing the story of prince Arthur, with intr., notes and an appendix by T. Parry |
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accent adjectives adverb affixing Arth Arthur's death Attendants beldams blank verse blood bosom change of form change of vowel cloth Compound CONTAINING THE STORY cool danger dative derived dium doublet Edited England English noun Exeunt eyes Falaise FIFTH PASSAGE five moons fore Form nouns formed from nouns France French Give examples give their meanings GOVERNMENT CODE grammar grief Hadst Heaven Hubert ill deeds iron JULIUS CÆSAR KING JOHN Latin lines little prince look lord MERCHANT OF VENICE murder Notes Nouns are formed numerous Woodcuts Pandulph participle person postfix PREFIXES AND TERMINATIONS Price 2d round Schedule II Secondary words secretly sewed Shakespeare followed Small Hand sound speak Stratford subter SUFFIXES Super syllables thee thine THOMAS PARRY thou tion tive tongue trans ultramontane uncle UPPER STANDARDS verb preceded Verbs are formed Winter's Tale Woodcuts by G
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23. oldal - twixt heaven and earth Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal Witness against us to damnation ! How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Makes ill deeds done...
13. oldal - Only for wantonness. By my Christendom, So I were out of prison, and kept sheep, I should be as merry as the day is long ; And so I would be here, but that I doubt My uncle practises more harm to me : He is afraid of me, and I of him. Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son ? No, indeed, is't not ; and I would to Heaven I were your son, so you would love me, Hubert.
17. oldal - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
10. oldal - I had a thing to say, — but let it go. The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world, Is all too wanton and too full of gawds To give me audience. If the midnight bell Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth, Sound on into the drowsy race of night...
21. oldal - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news, Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent : Another lean, unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.
19. oldal - All things, that you should use to do me wrong, Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends, Creatures of note, for mercy-lacking uses.
16. oldal - And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you ; But you at your sick service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love And call it cunning : do, an if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why then you must.
11. oldal - I'll tell thee what, my friend, He is a very serpent in my way ; And wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, 45 He lies before me : dost thou understand me ? Thou art his keeper.
14. oldal - I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head, And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time, Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief?
20. oldal - Peace : no more. Adieu : Your uncle must not know but you are dead : I'll fill these dogged spies with false reports. And, pretty child, sleep doubtless, and secure, That Hubert, for the wealth of all the world, Will not offend thee.