King Richard II. King Henry IV, part 1. King Henry IV, part 2. Henry VCharles Whittingham, 1826 |
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5. oldal
... honour'd Lancaster , Hast thou , according to thy oath and band ?, Brought hither Henry Hereford3 thy bold son ; Here to make good the boisterous late appeal , Our ances- 1 Old John of Gaunt , time - honour'd Lancaster . ' tors , in ...
... honour'd Lancaster , Hast thou , according to thy oath and band ?, Brought hither Henry Hereford3 thy bold son ; Here to make good the boisterous late appeal , Our ances- 1 Old John of Gaunt , time - honour'd Lancaster . ' tors , in ...
8. oldal
... honour's pawn , then stoop ; By that , and all the rites of knighthood else , Will I make good against thee , arm to arm , What I have spoke , or thou canst worse devise . Nor . I take it up ; and , by that sword I swear , Which gently ...
... honour's pawn , then stoop ; By that , and all the rites of knighthood else , Will I make good against thee , arm to arm , What I have spoke , or thou canst worse devise . Nor . I take it up ; and , by that sword I swear , Which gently ...
12. oldal
... honour is my up life ; both grow in one ; Take honour from me , and my life is done : Then , dear my liege , mine honour let me try ; In that I live , and for that will I die . K. Rich . Cousin , throw down your gage ; do you begin ...
... honour is my up life ; both grow in one ; Take honour from me , and my life is done : Then , dear my liege , mine honour let me try ; In that I live , and for that will I die . K. Rich . Cousin , throw down your gage ; do you begin ...
20. oldal
... : - : - ' He promised us , in honour of our guest , To grace our banquet with some pompous jest . ' And accordingly a masque is performed . Courageously , and with a free desire , Attending but 20 ACT I. KING RICHARD II .
... : - : - ' He promised us , in honour of our guest , To grace our banquet with some pompous jest . ' And accordingly a masque is performed . Courageously , and with a free desire , Attending but 20 ACT I. KING RICHARD II .
27. oldal
... honour , And not - the king exil'd thee : or suppose , Devouring pestilence hangs in our air , And thou art flying to a fresher clime . Look , what thy soul holds dear , imagine it To lie that way thou go'st , not whence thou com'st ...
... honour , And not - the king exil'd thee : or suppose , Devouring pestilence hangs in our air , And thou art flying to a fresher clime . Look , what thy soul holds dear , imagine it To lie that way thou go'st , not whence thou com'st ...
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arms Aumerle Bard Bardolph battle of Agincourt blood Boling Bolingbroke brother called Cotgrave cousin crown death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl England English Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio France French friends Gaunt give Glendower grace grief hand Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heaven Holinshed honour horse Host Hotspur John of Gaunt King Henry King Henry IV King Richard King Richard II king's Lady liege live look lord majesty master merry Mortimer never night noble Northumberland old copies passage peace Percy Pist Pistol play Poins pray prince prince of Wales quarto Queen Rich sack SCENE Scroop Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shal Sir John Sir John Falstaff soldiers soul speak Steevens sweet sword tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue unto Westmoreland word York
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134. oldal - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. {Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
34. oldal - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
313. oldal - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd ; The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
310. oldal - 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, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
34. oldal - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
233. oldal - 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.
488. oldal - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd : 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...
396. oldal - Whose high, upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder. Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts: Into a thousand parts divide one man And make imaginary puissance. Think , when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
174. oldal - Should I turn upon the true prince? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules : but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life I, for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
440. oldal - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.