Henry IV, pt. 2. Henry V. Henry VI, pts. 1-3Hilliard, Gray,, 1836 |
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... Richard , scraped from Pomfret stones ; Derives from Heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And more and less do flock to follow him . North . I ...
... Richard , scraped from Pomfret stones ; Derives from Heaven his quarrel , and his cause ; Tells them , he doth bestride a bleeding land , Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke ; And more and less do flock to follow him . North . I ...
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... Richard , and Northumberland , great friends , Did feast together , and , in two years after , Were they at wars . It is but eight years since This Percy was the man nearest my soul ; Who , like a brother , toiled in my affairs , And ...
... Richard , and Northumberland , great friends , Did feast together , and , in two years after , Were they at wars . It is but eight years since This Percy was the man nearest my soul ; Who , like a brother , toiled in my affairs , And ...
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... Richard might create a perfect guess , That great Northumberland , then false to him , Would , of that seed , grow to a greater falseness ; Which should not find a ground to root upon , Unless on you . K. Hen . Are these things then ...
... Richard might create a perfect guess , That great Northumberland , then false to him , Would , of that seed , grow to a greater falseness ; Which should not find a ground to root upon , Unless on you . K. Hen . Are these things then ...
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... Richard Robinson , this society was established by charter under king Henry the Eighth , who , " when he sawe a good archer indeede , he chose him and ordained such a one for a knight of this order . " Robinson's book was printed in ...
... Richard Robinson , this society was established by charter under king Henry the Eighth , who , " when he sawe a good archer indeede , he chose him and ordained such a one for a knight of this order . " Robinson's book was printed in ...
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... Richard , being infected , died . But , my most noble lord of Westmoreland , I take not on me here as a physician ; Nor do I as an enemy to peace , Troop in the throngs of military men ; But , rather , show a while like fearful war , To ...
... Richard , being infected , died . But , my most noble lord of Westmoreland , I take not on me here as a physician ; Nor do I as an enemy to peace , Troop in the throngs of military men ; But , rather , show a while like fearful war , To ...
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Alarum arms Bard Bardolph blood brother Cade captain Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown dauphin dead death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward enemy England English Enter KING HENRY Exeter Exeunt Exit Falstaff father fear fight folio follow France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur hath head hear heart Heaven Henry's Holinshed honor house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade King Henry VI lady Lancaster liege live look lord majesty Margaret master never night noble Northumberland old play peace Pist Pistol Poins pray prince PUCELLE quarto queen Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saint Albans Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Shal sir John soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor unto valiant Warwick Westmoreland wilt words
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152 psl. - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
190 psl. - Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint Crispin's day.
472 psl. - God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
153 psl. - 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 Cry "God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
54 psl. - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasure'd. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
117 psl. - O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to "act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment.
189 psl. - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
190 psl. - This day is call'd the feast of Crispian ; He, that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He, that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his friends, And say to-morrow is Saint Crispian : Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars, And say, these wounds I had on Crispin's day.
93 psl. - Laud be to God ! even there my life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem ; Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land. But bear me to that chamber ; there I'll lie ; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
262 psl. - 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.