The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volume 5C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... look once in the face . Bed . Is Talbot slain ? then I will slay myself , For living idly here , in pomp and ease , Whilst such a worthy leader , wanting aid , Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd . 3 Mess . O no , he lives ; but is took ...
... look once in the face . Bed . Is Talbot slain ? then I will slay myself , For living idly here , in pomp and ease , Whilst such a worthy leader , wanting aid , Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd . 3 Mess . O no , he lives ; but is took ...
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... look , like drowned mice . Reig . Let's raise the siege ; Why live we idly here ? Talbot is taken , whom we wont to fear : Remaineth none but mad - brain'd Salisbury ; And he may well in fretting spend his gall , Nor men , nor money ...
... look , like drowned mice . Reig . Let's raise the siege ; Why live we idly here ? Talbot is taken , whom we wont to fear : Remaineth none but mad - brain'd Salisbury ; And he may well in fretting spend his gall , Nor men , nor money ...
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... looks are sad , your cheer appall'd ; Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence ? Be not dismay'd , for succour is at hand : A holy maid hither with me I bring , Which , by a vision sent to her from heaven , Ordained is to raise this ...
... looks are sad , your cheer appall'd ; Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence ? Be not dismay'd , for succour is at hand : A holy maid hither with me I bring , Which , by a vision sent to her from heaven , Ordained is to raise this ...
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With a Life William Shakespeare. Question her proudly , let thy looks be stern : - By this mean shall we sound what skill she hath . [ Retires . Enter LA PUCELLE , Bastard of Orleans , and Others . Reig . Fair maid , is't thou wilt do ...
With a Life William Shakespeare. Question her proudly , let thy looks be stern : - By this mean shall we sound what skill she hath . [ Retires . Enter LA PUCELLE , Bastard of Orleans , and Others . Reig . Fair maid , is't thou wilt do ...
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... look gracious on thy pros- trate thrall . Reig . My lord , methinks , is very long in talk , Alen . Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock ; Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech . Reig . Shall we disturb him , since he ...
... look gracious on thy pros- trate thrall . Reig . My lord , methinks , is very long in talk , Alen . Doubtless he shrives this woman to her smock ; Else ne'er could he so long protract his speech . Reig . Shall we disturb him , since he ...
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Alarum Anne arms art thou bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade canst CATESBY Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curse dead death dost doth Duch duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Eliz enemies England Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight foes France friends gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade lady live look lord Lord Hastings lord protector madam majesty Mess Murd ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE QUEEN MARGARET Reignier Rich RICHARD PLANTAGENET Richmond Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Stan stay Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Tower traitor uncle unto Warwick wilt
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Page 200 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Page 200 - So many hours must 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...
Page 200 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Page 362 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Page 358 - I shall, despair. — There is no creature loves me ; And, if I die, no soul will pity me : — Nay, wherefore should they ? since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself.
Page 312 - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.
Page 200 - Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Page 358 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Page 259 - Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute...