Co říkají ostatní - Napsat recenzi
Na obvyklých místech jsme nenalezli žádné recenze.
Další vydání - Zobrazit všechny
Abbott arms Baldock Barons bear became Bishop brother Cæsar called castle cause character comes Compare court crown death died Dyce Earl edition Elizabethan England English Enter Exeunt expression Fabyan fair father fear follow France friends Gaveston give gone grace hand hath head heart hence Henry highness Holinshed honour Isab John Kent King Edward King's Lancaster land Latin leave Leicester letter Light live London look lord Madam March Marlowe meaning mind Mortimer murder never noble Pembroke person phrase play poet present Prince prison probably Queen realm reign Richard says Scene sense shows soldiers speak Spen Spenser stay story sweet taken tell thee Third thou traitor true unto usual verb Warwick young younger
Strana 82 - Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep, I never wake : This fear is that which makes me tremble thus; And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come ? Light. To rid thee of thy life. — Matrevis, come ! Enter MATREVIS and GURNEY. K. Edw. I am too weak and feeble to resist. — Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul ! Light.
Strana 136 - To wast long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to...
Strana 124 - And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpillar, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you.
Strana 145 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Strana 65 - But what are kings, when regiment is gone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day ? My nobles rule, I bear the name of king ; I wear the crown but am controll'd by them, By Mortimer, and my unconstant queen, Who spots my nuptial bed with infamy.
Strana 170 - I saw not their execution, but met their quarters, mangled, and cut, and reeking, as they were brought from the gallows in baskets on the hurdle.
Strana 86 - Sweet father, here unto thy murdered ghost I offer up this wicked traitor's head; And let these tears, distilling from mine eyes, Be witness of my grief and innocency. [Exeunt.] THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET...
Strana 76 - ... tis good he die : But read it thus, and that's another sense ; Edwardum occidere nolite, timere bonum est, Kill not the king, 'tis good to fear the worst. Unpointed as it is, thus shall it go. That, being dead, if it chance to be found, Matrevis and the rest may bear the blame, And we be quit that caus'd it to be done.