The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, 3±ÇLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... alarum ; we will rush on them . Now for the honour of the forlorn French : - Him I forgive my death , that killeth me , When he sees me go back one foot , or fly . [ Exeunt . Alarums ; Excursions ; afterwards a Retreat . Re - enter ...
... alarum ; we will rush on them . Now for the honour of the forlorn French : - Him I forgive my death , that killeth me , When he sees me go back one foot , or fly . [ Exeunt . Alarums ; Excursions ; afterwards a Retreat . Re - enter ...
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... Alarum . What stir is this ? What tumult's in the heavens ? Whence cometh this alarum , and the noise ? Enter a Messenger . Mess . My lord , my lord , the French have gather'd head : The Dauphin , with one Joan la Pucelle join'd , - A ...
... Alarum . What stir is this ? What tumult's in the heavens ? Whence cometh this alarum , and the noise ? Enter a Messenger . Mess . My lord , my lord , the French have gather'd head : The Dauphin , with one Joan la Pucelle join'd , - A ...
25 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Alarum . Skirmishings . TALBOT pursueth the Dauphin , and driveth him in : then enter JOAN LA PUCELLE , driving Englishmen before her . Then enter TALBOT . Tal . Where is my strength , my valour , and my force ? Our English troops ...
... Alarum . Skirmishings . TALBOT pursueth the Dauphin , and driveth him in : then enter JOAN LA PUCELLE , driving Englishmen before her . Then enter TALBOT . Tal . Where is my strength , my valour , and my force ? Our English troops ...
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... Alarum . Hark , countrymen ! either renew the fight , Or tear the lions out of England's coat , Renounce your soil , give sheep in lion's stead : Sheep run not half so timorous from the wolf , Or horse , or oxen , from the leopard , As ...
... Alarum . Hark , countrymen ! either renew the fight , Or tear the lions out of England's coat , Renounce your soil , give sheep in lion's stead : Sheep run not half so timorous from the wolf , Or horse , or oxen , from the leopard , As ...
29 ÆäÀÌÁö
... so ? Bast . Unready ? ay , and glad we ' scap'd so well . Reig . " Twas time , I trow , to wake and leave our beds , Hearing alarums at our chamber doors . Alen . Of all exploits , since first I follow'd SCENE I. 29 KING HENRY VI .
... so ? Bast . Unready ? ay , and glad we ' scap'd so well . Reig . " Twas time , I trow , to wake and leave our beds , Hearing alarums at our chamber doors . Alen . Of all exploits , since first I follow'd SCENE I. 29 KING HENRY VI .
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Alarum ALENÇON arms art thou bear blood brave brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade canst cardinal Char Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth Duch duke Humphrey duke of Burgundy duke of York earl enemies England Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit farewell fear fight foes France French friends give Gloster grace gracious Grey hand hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Iden Jack Cade lady Lancaster leave lord lord protector madam majesty Mess methinks Montague ne'er never noble peace Plantagenet prince protector PUCELLE Queen MARGARET Reig Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE shame slain soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt traitor uncle unto valiant Warwick wilt words
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337 ÆäÀÌÁö - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
6 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night ! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death ! Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
41 ÆäÀÌÁö - Will I upon thy party wear this rose. And here I prophesy, — this brawl to-day , Grown to this faction in the Temple garden, Shall send , between the red rose and the white , A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer : all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfry go to grass.