The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, 4. kötet |
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11. oldal
... lives of all your loving complices Lean on your health ; the which , if you give o'er 1 Grief , in the latter part of this line , is used , in its present sense , for sorrow ; in the former part for bodily pain . 2 Shakspeare , like his ...
... lives of all your loving complices Lean on your health ; the which , if you give o'er 1 Grief , in the latter part of this line , is used , in its present sense , for sorrow ; in the former part for bodily pain . 2 Shakspeare , like his ...
17. oldal
... live in great infamy . 1 In the quarto edition this speech stands thus : - " Old . Very well , my lord , very well . " This is a strong corroboration of the tradition that Falstaff was first called Oldcastle . VOL . IV . 3 Fal . He that ...
... live in great infamy . 1 In the quarto edition this speech stands thus : - " Old . Very well , my lord , very well . " This is a strong corroboration of the tradition that Falstaff was first called Oldcastle . VOL . IV . 3 Fal . He that ...
18. oldal
William Shakespeare. Fal . He that buckles him in my belt , cannot live in less . Ch . Just . Your means are very slender , and your waste is great . Fal . I would it were otherwise ; I would my means were greater , and my waist ...
William Shakespeare. Fal . He that buckles him in my belt , cannot live in less . Ch . Just . Your means are very slender , and your waste is great . Fal . I would it were otherwise ; I would my means were greater , and my waist ...
21. oldal
... live largely in the hope Of great Northumberland , whose bosom burns With an incensed fire of injuries . Bard . The question then , lord Hastings , standeth thus : - Whether our present five - and - twenty thousand May hold up head ...
... live largely in the hope Of great Northumberland , whose bosom burns With an incensed fire of injuries . Bard . The question then , lord Hastings , standeth thus : - Whether our present five - and - twenty thousand May hold up head ...
22. oldal
... Lives so in hope , as in an early spring We see the appearing buds ; which , to prove fruit , Hope gives not so much ... Lives so in hope : As in , " & c . It has been proposed to read : - " Yes , if this present quality of war ...
... Lives so in hope , as in an early spring We see the appearing buds ; which , to prove fruit , Hope gives not so much ... Lives so in hope : As in , " & c . It has been proposed to read : - " Yes , if this present quality of war ...
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answer appears arms battle bear better blood body brother Cade called Clifford comes crown dead death doth duke earl Edward enemy England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear field fight follow Forces France French friends give Gloster grace hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven hence highness Holinshed honor hope I'll John keep King Henry lady leave live London look lord majesty master means never night noble once peace Pist play poor present prince queen rest Richard SCENE Shakspeare Shal sir John soldiers Somerset soul speak spirit stand stay Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought thousand true turn unto Warwick York
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152. oldal - 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...
190. oldal - 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 abed, Shall think themselves accursed, they were not here: And hold their manhoods cheap, while any speaks, That fought with us upon Saint...
52. oldal - 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.
52. oldal - 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 deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
153. oldal - 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 Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
117. oldal - O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to "act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment.
127. oldal - 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...
470. oldal - I tend my flock ; * So many hours must I take my rest ; * So many hours must I contemplate ; * So many hours must I sport myself ; * So many days my ewes have been with young ; * So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean ; * So many years ere I shall shear the fleece : * So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, * Passed over to the end they were created, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
28. oldal - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
190. oldal - And say — to-morrow is Saint Crispian : Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars, And say, these wounds I had on Crispin's day. Old men forget ; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember, with advantages, What feats he did that day :• Then shall our names, Familiar in...