The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Volumul 4Carpenter and Son, 1814 |
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Pagina 9
... thou camest not of the blood royal , if thou darest not stand for ten shillings . P. Hen . Well , then , once in my days I'll be a mad- ) cap . Fal . Why , that's well said . P. Hen . Well , come what will , I'll SCENE 2 . KING HENRY IV .
... thou camest not of the blood royal , if thou darest not stand for ten shillings . P. Hen . Well , then , once in my days I'll be a mad- ) cap . Fal . Why , that's well said . P. Hen . Well , come what will , I'll SCENE 2 . KING HENRY IV .
Pagina 15
... once again Of my wife's brother , then his cheek look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , Trembling even at the name of Mortimer . Wor . I cannot blame him : Was he not proclaim'd , By Richard that dead is , the next of ...
... once again Of my wife's brother , then his cheek look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , Trembling even at the name of Mortimer . Wor . I cannot blame him : Was he not proclaim'd , By Richard that dead is , the next of ...
Pagina 18
... once more to your Scottish prisoners . Deliver them up without their ransom straight , And make the Douglas ' son your only mean For powers in Scotland ; which , -for divers reasons , Which I shall send you written , -be assur'd , Will ...
... once more to your Scottish prisoners . Deliver them up without their ransom straight , And make the Douglas ' son your only mean For powers in Scotland ; which , -for divers reasons , Which I shall send you written , -be assur'd , Will ...
Pagina 19
... once ( As I will fashion it ) , shall happily meet , To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms , Which now we hold at much uncertainty . North . Farewell , good brother : we shall thrive , I trust . Hot . Uncle , adieu : -O , let the ...
... once ( As I will fashion it ) , shall happily meet , To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms , Which now we hold at much uncertainty . North . Farewell , good brother : we shall thrive , I trust . Hot . Uncle , adieu : -O , let the ...
Pagina 45
... once again , -that , at my birth , The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes ; The goats ran from the mountains , and the herds Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields . These signs have mark'd me extraordinary ; And all the ...
... once again , -that , at my birth , The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes ; The goats ran from the mountains , and the herds Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields . These signs have mark'd me extraordinary ; And all the ...
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Alarum arms art thou Bard Bardolph bear blood Cade canst captain cousin crown dauphin dead death Doll dost doth duke duke of Burgundy duke of York earl England English Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fight France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur Harry hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host Jack Cade Kath lady liege live look lord lord protector majesty master Mortimer ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pr'ythee pray prince prince of Wales Pucelle queen Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET Salisbury SCENE Shal Shallow shame sir John sir John Falstaff Sirrah soldiers Somerset soul speak Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor uncle unto valiant Warwick Westmoreland word York
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Pagina 94 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt?
Pagina 39 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : The which observ'd, 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 intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Pagina 77 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Pagina 60 - 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.
Pagina 38 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Pagina 48 - I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.
Pagina 68 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm; in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
Pagina 41 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know, is damned: if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord ; Banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins : but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company ; banish...
Pagina 21 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child ; a' parted even just between twelve and one. even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Pagina 12 - twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...