The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volumul 7G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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Pagina 9
... Thou art so fat - witted , with drinking of old sack , and unbuttoning thee after supper , and sleep- ing upon benches after noon , that thou hast forgotten to demand that truly which thou would'st truly know . What a devil hast thou to ...
... Thou art so fat - witted , with drinking of old sack , and unbuttoning thee after supper , and sleep- ing upon benches after noon , that thou hast forgotten to demand that truly which thou would'st truly know . What a devil hast thou to ...
Pagina 10
... thou art king , -as , God save thy grace , ( majesty , I should say ; for grace thou wilt have none , ) – P. Hen . What ! none ? Fal . No , by my troth ; not so much as will serve to be prologue to an egg and butter . P. Hen . Well ...
... thou art king , -as , God save thy grace , ( majesty , I should say ; for grace thou wilt have none , ) – P. Hen . What ! none ? Fal . No , by my troth ; not so much as will serve to be prologue to an egg and butter . P. Hen . Well ...
Pagina 11
... thou hast call'd her to a reckoning , many a time and oft . P. Hen . Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part ? Fal . No ; I'll give thee thy due , thou hast paid all there . P. Hen . Yea , and elsewhere , so far as my coin would ...
... thou hast call'd her to a reckoning , many a time and oft . P. Hen . Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part ? Fal . No ; I'll give thee thy due , thou hast paid all there . P. Hen . Yea , and elsewhere , so far as my coin would ...
Pagina 12
... thou to a hare , or the me- lancholy of Moor - ditch ? Fal . Thou hast the most unsavoury similies ; and art , indeed , the most comparative , rascalliest , -sweet young prince , But Hal , I pry'thee , trouble me no more with vanity . I ...
... thou to a hare , or the me- lancholy of Moor - ditch ? Fal . Thou hast the most unsavoury similies ; and art , indeed , the most comparative , rascalliest , -sweet young prince , But Hal , I pry'thee , trouble me no more with vanity . I ...
Pagina 13
... thou wilt , lad , I'll make one ; an I do not , call me villain , and baffle me . P. Hen . I see a good amendment of life in thee ; from praying , to purse - taking . 12 Enter POINs at a distance . Fal . Why , Hal , ' tis my vocation ...
... thou wilt , lad , I'll make one ; an I do not , call me villain , and baffle me . P. Hen . I see a good amendment of life in thee ; from praying , to purse - taking . 12 Enter POINs at a distance . Fal . Why , Hal , ' tis my vocation ...
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art thou Bard Bardolph blood brother captain Constable of France cousin crown dead death devil dost doth Douglas duke duke of Burgundy earl Eastcheap England English Exeunt Exit Falstaff father fear Fluellen France French friends give Glend Glendower grace hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven HENRY IV honour horse Host hostess Hotspur humour Jack JOHNSON Kate Kath king's knave Lady liege look lord majesty merry Mortimer Mowb never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pist Pistol play Poins pr'ythee pray Prince JOHN prince of Wales rascal rogue SCENE Shakspeare Shal Shrewsbury Sir Dagonet sir John sir John Falstaff soldier speak STEEVENS sweet sword tell thee THEOBALD there's thine thing thou art thou hast unto villain WARBURTON Westmoreland wilt word
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Pagina 364 - 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!
Pagina 209 - With deafning 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 208 - O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Pagina 321 - 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 408 - 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 , — 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...
Pagina 334 - Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Pagina 211 - 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...
Pagina 12 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. \ I'.rit Poins. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun; Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That, when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Pagina 363 - 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...
Pagina 321 - 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.