The Life of Henry the FiftNew Shakspere Society, 1880 - 180 pages |
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... soul . " 3 We now return to the French camp . The sun has risen , and the nobles , full of vaunting confidence , are bestirring themselves for the conflict . The Constable delivers a boastful harangue , then Grandpré 4 rushing in ...
... soul . " 3 We now return to the French camp . The sun has risen , and the nobles , full of vaunting confidence , are bestirring themselves for the conflict . The Constable delivers a boastful harangue , then Grandpré 4 rushing in ...
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... soul , drew from the fountains of his eyes most copious showers of tears . " 3 Com- pare the speech of Warwick , whom the king , after missing his crown , had sent to command the prince's attendance : - " My lord , I found the prince in ...
... soul , drew from the fountains of his eyes most copious showers of tears . " 3 Com- pare the speech of Warwick , whom the king , after missing his crown , had sent to command the prince's attendance : - " My lord , I found the prince in ...
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... soul With opening titles miscreate , whose right Suits not in native colours with the truth . " 3 But if the king is sure of his right its enforcement becomes a sacred duty , he will not count the cost : - " For God doth know how many ...
... soul With opening titles miscreate , whose right Suits not in native colours with the truth . " 3 But if the king is sure of his right its enforcement becomes a sacred duty , he will not count the cost : - " For God doth know how many ...
Page lxix
... soul . All he had done was nothing , repentance might avail ; let the issue rest with God . " More will I do ; Though all that I can do is nothing worth , Since that my penitence comes after all , Imploring pardon . " 3 Yet Henry's ...
... soul . All he had done was nothing , repentance might avail ; let the issue rest with God . " More will I do ; Though all that I can do is nothing worth , Since that my penitence comes after all , Imploring pardon . " 3 Yet Henry's ...
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... souls , Our debts , our careful wives , Our children , and our sins , lay on the king : We must bear all . " Toiling honestly for the common welfare , required to reconcile the conflicting interests of all classes of his people , he is ...
... souls , Our debts , our careful wives , Our children , and our sins , lay on the king : We must bear all . " Toiling honestly for the common welfare , required to reconcile the conflicting interests of all classes of his people , he is ...
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Page lvii - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
Page lviii - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work; But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come, And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation...
Page xci - The Puritan hated bearbaiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.
Page xxi - 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...
Page xxxiii - O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day ! K.
Page lxv - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height On, on, you noblest English, Whose blood is fet from fathers of warproof ! Fathers that, like so many Alexanders, Have in these parts from morn till even fought And sheathed their swords for lack of argument : Dishonour not your mothers ; now attest That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Page 73 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Page v - 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.
Page lxv - 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 ! [Exeunt . Alarum, and Chambers go off.
Page lxxi - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...