King Henry IV.: The First[-second] Part ... in Five ActsLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1808 |
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... Harry Percy , " - and , “ kind cou- O , the devil take such cozeners ! - me ! - -Heaven forgive Good uncle , tell your tale , for I have done . Wor . Nay , if you have not , to't again ; We'll stay your leisure . Hot . I have done , i ...
... Harry Percy , " - and , “ kind cou- O , the devil take such cozeners ! - me ! - -Heaven forgive Good uncle , tell your tale , for I have done . Wor . Nay , if you have not , to't again ; We'll stay your leisure . Hot . I have done , i ...
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... Harry's bed ? Tell me , sweet lord , what is't that takes from thee Thy stomach , pleasure , and thy golden sleep ? Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth ; And start so often , when thou sitt'st alone ? In thy faint slumbers I by ...
... Harry's bed ? Tell me , sweet lord , what is't that takes from thee Thy stomach , pleasure , and thy golden sleep ? Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth ; And start so often , when thou sitt'st alone ? In thy faint slumbers I by ...
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... Harry , that I will . I fear , my brother Mortimer doth stir About his title ; and hath sent for you , To line his enterprise : but if you go- Hot . So far afoot , I shall be weary , love . Lady . Come , come , you paraquito , answer me ...
... Harry , that I will . I fear , my brother Mortimer doth stir About his title ; and hath sent for you , To line his enterprise : but if you go- Hot . So far afoot , I shall be weary , love . Lady . Come , come , you paraquito , answer me ...
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... Harry Percy's wife : constant you are ; But yet a woman : and for secrecy , No lady closer ; for I well believe , Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know ; And so far will I trust thee , gentle Kate . Lady . How ! so far ? Hot . Not ...
... Harry Percy's wife : constant you are ; But yet a woman : and for secrecy , No lady closer ; for I well believe , Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know ; And so far will I trust thee , gentle Kate . Lady . How ! so far ? Hot . Not ...
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... Harry , " says she , " how many hast thou killed to- day ? ” — “ Give my roan horse a drench , " says he ; and answers , " Some fourteen , " an hour after ; " a trifle , a trifle ! " I pr'ythee , call in Falstaff ; I'll play Percy , and ...
... Harry , " says she , " how many hast thou killed to- day ? ” — “ Give my roan horse a drench , " says he ; and answers , " Some fourteen , " an hour after ; " a trifle , a trifle ! " I pr'ythee , call in Falstaff ; I'll play Percy , and ...
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Antonio art thou Bard Bardolph Bass Bassanio Beatr Beatrice Bened beseech blood BORACHIO brother chuse Claud Claudio Comedy CONSTABLE OF FRANCE cousin Dogb doth ducats Duke EARL EARL OF WESTMORELAND Eastcheap England Enter Exeunt Exit fair faith FALSTAFF Farce father fear Fluellen France Friar GENTLEMEN give GLOSTER Gower grace Gratiano Harfleur Harry hath hear heart Heaven Hero honour horse Host HOSTESS Jessica KING HENRY knave lady Laun Launcelot Leon Leonato liege look lord Lorenzo majesty Marry Master Master Constable merry Nerissa never night noble Pedro Pist Pistol Poins pray thee PRINCE JOHN PRINCE OF WALES Sala SCENE Shal Shallow shalt Shylock Sir John Sir John Falstaff soldier speak swear sweet tell THEATRE ROYAL thing thou art thou hast Trumpets unto Venice WESTMORELAND
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Страница 77 - 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: — this earth that bears thee dead Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Страница 70 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will, not suffer it: — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Страница 15 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian • But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Страница 60 - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that: You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Страница 51 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the shipboy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Страница 51 - 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.
Страница 17 - 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, trimly...
Страница 48 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say, '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.
Страница 48 - 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: And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves...
Страница 15 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am...