King Henry the Fourth: A Historical Play, Părțile 1-2J. Ridgway, 1803 |
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Pagina B-3
... pr'ythee , veet wag , shall there be gallows standing in England hen thou art king ? and resolution thus fobb'd as it with the rusty curb of old father antick the law ? Do not thou , when thou art king , hang a thief . P. Hen . No ...
... pr'ythee , veet wag , shall there be gallows standing in England hen thou art king ? and resolution thus fobb'd as it with the rusty curb of old father antick the law ? Do not thou , when thou art king , hang a thief . P. Hen . No ...
Pagina B-4
... pr'ythee , leave the prince and ne alone ; I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure , that he shall go . Fal . Well , mayst thou have the spirit of persua- sion , and he the ears of profiting , that what thou peakest may move ...
... pr'ythee , leave the prince and ne alone ; I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure , that he shall go . Fal . Well , mayst thou have the spirit of persua- sion , and he the ears of profiting , that what thou peakest may move ...
Pagina B-9
... pr'ythee , Tom , beat Cut's saddle , put a w flocks in the point ; the poor jade is wrung in the ithers out of all cess . Enter another Carrier . 2 Car . Pease and beans are as dank here as a dog , ad that is the next way to give poor ...
... pr'ythee , Tom , beat Cut's saddle , put a w flocks in the point ; the poor jade is wrung in the ithers out of all cess . Enter another Carrier . 2 Car . Pease and beans are as dank here as a dog , ad that is the next way to give poor ...
Pagina B-9
... pr'ythee , lend me thy lantern , to see my gelding in the stable . I Car . Nay , soft , I pray ye ; I know a trick worth two of that , i'faith . Gads . I pr'ythee , led me thine . 2 Car . Ay , when ? canst tell ? -Lend me thy lan- tern ...
... pr'ythee , lend me thy lantern , to see my gelding in the stable . I Car . Nay , soft , I pray ye ; I know a trick worth two of that , i'faith . Gads . I pr'ythee , led me thine . 2 Car . Ay , when ? canst tell ? -Lend me thy lan- tern ...
Pagina B-10
... pr'ythee , good prince Hal , help me to my e ; good king's son . ' . Hen . Out , you rogue ! shall I be your ostler ? ' al . Go , hang thyself in thy own heir - apparent ers ! If I be ta'en , I'll peach for this . An I : not ballads ...
... pr'ythee , good prince Hal , help me to my e ; good king's son . ' . Hen . Out , you rogue ! shall I be your ostler ? ' al . Go , hang thyself in thy own heir - apparent ers ! If I be ta'en , I'll peach for this . An I : not ballads ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
anon Archb Archbishop art thou Bard Bardolph blood brother cousin coward Davy dost thou doth Doug Douglas Earl of DOUGLAS Earl of WESTMORELAND Eastcheap Enter FALSTAFF Enter HENRY Exeunt Exit Farewell father fear Flourish of Trumpets Fran Francis friends Gads GADSHILL Gentlemen give Glendower Gower grace hang'd Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host Hostess HOTSPUR Jack JOHN of LANCASTER king knave liege lord Hastings lord of Westmoreland majesty marry master Shallow merry Mortimer MOWBRAY never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Peto Pist Pistol Poins pr'ythee pray Prince JOHN Prince of WALES rascal RICHARD VERNON rogue SCENE Shal Sir JOHN FALSTAFF Sir WALTER BLUNT Sirrah soldiers speak sweet sword tell thee Thom thou art thou hast thou wilt Trumpets and Drums villain West whoreson WORCESTER
Pasaje populare
Pagina C-13 - Therefore omit him not ; blunt not his love, Nor lose the good advantage of his grace By seeming cold or careless of his will ; For he is gracious, if he be observ'd : He hath a tear for pity and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Pagina 8 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough.
Pagina B-5 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not ; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman...
Pagina B-16 - I at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion ! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I. P.
Pagina C-12 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them 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 C-12 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O sleep, 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 ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfumed chambers of the great...
Pagina B-5 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Pagina B-5 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box...
Pagina D-8 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Pagina B-4 - 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...