The Shakespeare reader: with notes, historical and grammatical by W.S. Dalgleish, 2. cilt |
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Sayfa 144
... peace , to hope for a happy and peaceful succession . PART I. SCENE - KING JOHN'S PALACE . Enter KING JOHN , QUEEN ELINOR , PEMBROKE , SALISBURY , and others , with CHATILLON . K. John . Now , say , Chatillon , what would France with us ...
... peace , to hope for a happy and peaceful succession . PART I. SCENE - KING JOHN'S PALACE . Enter KING JOHN , QUEEN ELINOR , PEMBROKE , SALISBURY , and others , with CHATILLON . K. John . Now , say , Chatillon , what would France with us ...
Sayfa 145
... peace : Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France ; For ere thou canst report I will be there , The thunder of my cannon shall be heard : So hence ! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath , And sullen presage of your own decay.— An ...
... peace : Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France ; For ere thou canst report I will be there , The thunder of my cannon shall be heard : So hence ! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath , And sullen presage of your own decay.— An ...
Sayfa 147
... peace ! K. Phi . Patience , good lady ! comfort , gentle Constance ! Const . No , I defy all counsel , all redress , But that which ends all counsel , true redress , Death , death : -O amiable , lovely Death ! Thou odoriferous stench ...
... peace ! K. Phi . Patience , good lady ! comfort , gentle Constance ! Const . No , I defy all counsel , all redress , But that which ends all counsel , true redress , Death , death : -O amiable , lovely Death ! Thou odoriferous stench ...
Sayfa 152
... Peace ; no more . Adieu . Hub . 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 ...
... Peace ; no more . Adieu . Hub . 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 ...
Sayfa 156
... peace between your soul and you . Young Arthur is alive : this hand of mine Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand , Not painted with the crimson spots of blood . Within this bosom never entered yet The dreadful motion of a murderous ...
... peace between your soul and you . Young Arthur is alive : this hand of mine Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand , Not painted with the crimson spots of blood . Within this bosom never entered yet The dreadful motion of a murderous ...
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Aedile Ariel Arth Arthur Aufidius bear blood Caius Marcius Caliban Cham Citizens Cominius conscience consul Coriolanus Corioli Crom Cromwell dare daughter Dauphin death deeds doth Duke enemy England Enter envy Exeunt eyes father FAULCONBRIDGE fear Ferdinand France friends Gent give gods grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry honour Hubert ISABELLA of Angoulême Kath KING JOHN king's lady LARTIUS lord cardinal Lord Chamberlain Marchioness of Pembroke MENENIUS Milan Miranda mother ne'er never noble noun Pandulph Patricians peace Pembroke Philip play pray prince Pros Prospero queen revenge Richard II Rome SCENE Senators Shakespeare SICINIUS soul speak spirit stand subjunctive mood sword Tarpeian Rock thee thine Thou art thou hast tongue tribunes unto voices Volsces Volscians Volumnia wife Wolsey words
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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.