Shakespeare's Tragedy of King Richard II

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Macmillan, 1908 - Počet stran: 280
 

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Strana lxxxiii - 40 This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise; This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection 0 and the hand of war; This happy breed of men, this little world, 45 This precious stone set in the silver
Strana lxxxiii - 55 Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leased out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting 0 farm: 60 England, bound in with the triumphant sea,
Strana 7 - The emptier ever dancing in the air, The other down, unseen and full of water: That bucket down and full of tears am I, Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high. Baling. I thought you had been willing to resign. 190 K. Rich. My crown I am; but still my griefs are
Strana 20 - bent on him that enters next, 25 Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried "God save him!" No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head;
Strana 20 - preserve thee! welcome, Bolingbroke ! " Whilst he, from the one side to the other turning, Bareheaded, lower than his proud steed's neck, Bespake them thus ; " I thank you, countrymen " : 20 And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men,
Strana lxxxiii - their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry 0 55 Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leased out,
Strana lxxxiii - As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past: Though Richard my life's counsel would not hear, 15 My death's sad tale may yet undeaf his ear. York. No; it is stopp'd with other flattering sounds, As praises, of whose taste the wise are fond,
Strana cvi - 0 To lift shrewd 0 steel against our golden crown, God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay 60 A glorious angel: then, if angels fight, Weak men must fall, for heaven still guards the right. Enter SALISBURY: Welcome, my lord: how far off lies your power ? Sal. Nor near
Strana lxxx - in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? 295 Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic 0 summer's heat ? O, no! the apprehension
Strana civ - 15 Farewell: our countrymen are gone and fled, As well assured Richard their king is dead. [Exit. Sal. Ah, Richard, with the eyes of heavy mind I see thy glory like a shooting star Fall to the base earth from the firmament. 20 Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly west, Witnessing

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