The Works of William Shakespeare: King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV ; Henry VWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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... Bolingbroke . Remember , also , how the Duke of Lancaster asked a wise man whether himself should ever be king ; and he told him no , but his son should be a king : and when he had told him , he hanged him up for his labour , because he ...
... Bolingbroke . Remember , also , how the Duke of Lancaster asked a wise man whether himself should ever be king ; and he told him no , but his son should be a king : and when he had told him , he hanged him up for his labour , because he ...
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... BOLINGBROKE , Duke of Hereford . DUKE OF AUMERLE , Son to the Duke of York . THOMAS MOWBRAY , Duke of Norfolk . DUKE OF SURREY . EARL OF SALISBURY . EARL BERKLEY . BUSHY , BAGOT , GREEN , Creatures to King Richard . EARL OF ...
... BOLINGBROKE , Duke of Hereford . DUKE OF AUMERLE , Son to the Duke of York . THOMAS MOWBRAY , Duke of Norfolk . DUKE OF SURREY . EARL OF SALISBURY . EARL BERKLEY . BUSHY , BAGOT , GREEN , Creatures to King Richard . EARL OF ...
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... Bolingbroke , the title is printed Hereford in the editions of 1598 , 1608 , and 1615 , as well as in the folio ... Bolingbroke's title , Herford . If he appeal the duke on ancient malice , Or.
... Bolingbroke , the title is printed Hereford in the editions of 1598 , 1608 , and 1615 , as well as in the folio ... Bolingbroke's title , Herford . If he appeal the duke on ancient malice , Or.
Page 112
... BOLINGBROKE and NORFOLK . Boling . Many years of happy days befal My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Nor . Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to ...
... BOLINGBROKE and NORFOLK . Boling . Many years of happy days befal My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Nor . Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to ...
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... Bolingbroke , of course , refers to the king before whom he stood , and whose " kinsman " Norfolk had just said that he was . 7 What I have spoke , or thou canst worse devise . ] So the quarto , 1597 . Quarto , 1598 , " What I have ...
... Bolingbroke , of course , refers to the king before whom he stood , and whose " kinsman " Norfolk had just said that he was . 7 What I have spoke , or thou canst worse devise . ] So the quarto , 1597 . Quarto , 1598 , " What I have ...
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Page 394 - With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? — Canst 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?
Page 58 - 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.
Page 167 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and humour'd thus Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king!
Page 101 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 236 - 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.
Page 502 - That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you ! Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — 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,...
Page 321 - 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.
Page 331 - Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Page 560 - Like to the senators of th' antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth, and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but by loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress (As in good time he may) from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Page 540 - 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...