The Works of Shakespeare, 6권Macmillan, 1899 |
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... Boling . Many years of happy days befal My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Mow . Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! K. Rich . We ...
... Boling . Many years of happy days befal My gracious sovereign , my most loving liege ! Mow . Each day still better other's happiness ; Until the heavens , envying earth's good hap , Add an immortal title to your crown ! K. Rich . We ...
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... Boling . Pale trembling coward , there I throw my gage , Disclaiming here the kindred of the king , And lay aside my high blood's royalty , Which fear , not reverence , makes thee to except . If guilty dread have left thee so much ...
... Boling . Pale trembling coward , there I throw my gage , Disclaiming here the kindred of the king , And lay aside my high blood's royalty , Which fear , not reverence , makes thee to except . If guilty dread have left thee so much ...
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... Boling . O , God defend my soul from such deep sin ! Shall I seem crest - fall'n in my father's sight ? Or with pale beggar - fear impeach my height Before this out - dared dastard ? Ere my tongue Shall wound my honour with such feeble ...
... Boling . O , God defend my soul from such deep sin ! Shall I seem crest - fall'n in my father's sight ? Or with pale beggar - fear impeach my height Before this out - dared dastard ? Ere my tongue Shall wound my honour with such feeble ...
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... Boling . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster and Derby Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove , by God's grace and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk , That he is a traitor , foul and dangerous , 30 ...
... Boling . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster and Derby Am I ; who ready here do stand in arms , To prove , by God's grace and my body's valour , In lists , on Thomas Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk , That he is a traitor , foul and dangerous , 30 ...
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... Boling . Lord marshal , let me kiss my sovereign's hand , And bow my knee before his majesty : For Mowbray and myself are like two men That vow a long and weary pilgrimage ; Then let us take a ceremonious leave And loving farewell of ...
... Boling . Lord marshal , let me kiss my sovereign's hand , And bow my knee before his majesty : For Mowbray and myself are like two men That vow a long and weary pilgrimage ; Then let us take a ceremonious leave And loving farewell of ...
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116 페이지 - Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — 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.
444 페이지 - Too wide for Neptune's hips ; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors ! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
70 페이지 - 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.
195 페이지 - 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!
163 페이지 - 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.