The Shakespeare reader: with notes, historical and grammatical by W.S. Dalgleish, 2. cilt |
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Sayfa 144
... Enter KING JOHN , QUEEN ELINOR , PEMBROKE , SALISBURY , and others , with CHATILLON . K. John . Now , say , Chatillon , what would France with us ? Chat . Thus , after greeting , speaks the King of France In my behaviour to the majesty ...
... Enter KING JOHN , QUEEN ELINOR , PEMBROKE , SALISBURY , and others , with CHATILLON . K. John . Now , say , Chatillon , what would France with us ? Chat . Thus , after greeting , speaks the King of France In my behaviour to the majesty ...
Sayfa 145
... Enter KING JOHN , ELINOR , ARThur , HUBERT , and Lords . Eli . Come hither , little kinsman ; hark , a word . K. John . Come hither , Hubert . O my gentle Hubert , We owe thee much ! within this wall of flesh There is a soul counts thee ...
... Enter KING JOHN , ELINOR , ARThur , HUBERT , and Lords . Eli . Come hither , little kinsman ; hark , a word . K. John . Come hither , Hubert . O my gentle Hubert , We owe thee much ! within this wall of flesh There is a soul counts thee ...
Sayfa 146
... you With all true duty .-- On toward Calais , ho ! [ Exeunt . [ Arthur is sent to England with the other prisoners , and is confined in a castle . ] SCENE - FRANCE . THE FRENCH KING'S TENT . Enter 146 [ Part I. KING JOHN .
... you With all true duty .-- On toward Calais , ho ! [ Exeunt . [ Arthur is sent to England with the other prisoners , and is confined in a castle . ] SCENE - FRANCE . THE FRENCH KING'S TENT . Enter 146 [ Part I. KING JOHN .
Sayfa 147
... Enter CONSTANCE . Look , who comes here ! a grave unto a soul ; Holding the eternal spirit , against her will , In the vile prison of afflicted breath.- I prithee , lady , go away with me . Const . Lo , now ! now see the issue of your ...
... Enter CONSTANCE . Look , who comes here ! a grave unto a soul ; Holding the eternal spirit , against her will , In the vile prison of afflicted breath.- I prithee , lady , go away with me . Const . Lo , now ! now see the issue of your ...
Sayfa 149
... Enter HUBERT and Executioners . Hub . Heat me these irons hot ; and look thou stand Within the arras : when I strike my foot Upon the bosom of the ground , rush forth , And bind the boy which you shall find with me Fast to the chair ...
... Enter HUBERT and Executioners . Hub . Heat me these irons hot ; and look thou stand Within the arras : when I strike my foot Upon the bosom of the ground , rush forth , And bind the boy which you shall find with me Fast to the chair ...
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answer Ariel Arthur Attendants Aufidius bear believe blood cardinal cause Citizens Compare Coriolanus dare daughter death deed doth Duke enemy England Enter Exeunt eyes fall father fear feel follow France friends Gent give gods grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven Henry highness honour hope Hubert John Kath king king's lady leave live look lord Marcius means mother nature never noble Note once Patricians peace person play poor pray present prince Pros Prospero queen reference Rome Scene Senators soul sound speak spirit stand strange tell thee thine things thou Thou art tongue true truth voices wife wish Wolsey
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Sayfa 256 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Sayfa 254 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Sayfa 241 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Sayfa 255 - Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans
Sayfa 255 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Sayfa 149 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Sayfa 153 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Sayfa 256 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.
Sayfa 169 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! Trust ye! With every minute you do change a mind; And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Sayfa 148 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven : If that be true, I shall see my boy again ; VOL.