King John. Richard IIHarper & brothers, 1884 |
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1st quarto arms Arthur Aumerle Austria Bagot Bastard Bishop of Carlisle Blanch blood Bolingbroke breath Bretagne brother Bushy Castle Clarke Coll Constance cousin crown death dost doth Duchess Duke of Austria Duke of Hereford Duke of Norfolk Earl early eds edition Elinor England English Enter Exeunt eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear folio folio reading France Gaunt give grace grief hand hath heart heaven Henry Henry IV Henry VI Holinshed honour Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Philip King Richard king's Lady Lancaster land Lear Lewis lord Macb majesty Malone mother night noble Northumberland oath old play Pandulph passage passion peace Pembroke Percy Pope prince Queen Rich Richard II royal Salisbury SCENE Schmidt Shakespeare Shakspere Sonn sorrow soul speak Steevens swear tears Temp thee thine thou art tongue traitor uncle word York
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第96页 - Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king ? Car.
第95页 - s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let 's choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
第88页 - 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?
第128页 - God save him!" No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — .His face still combating with tears and smiles , The badges of his grief and patience , — That had not God , for some strong purpose , steel'd The hearts of men , they must perforce have melted , And barbarism itself have pitied him.
第128页 - 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 : naught shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
第217页 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
第16页 - This fortress, built by nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war ; This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth...
第94页 - I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
第153页 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
第62页 - Must I not serve a long apprenticehood To foreign passages ; and in the end, Having my freedom, boast of nothing else, But that I was a journeyman to grief? Gaunt. All places that the eye of heaven visits, Are to a wise man ports and happy havens : Teach thy necessity to reason thusj There is no virtue like necessity.