 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 534 страници
...pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg I No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound...that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o'Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is... | |
 | Charles Johnson - 1813 - 556 страници
...with him that calls not on me ? Well, 'tis no matter, Honour pricks n\e on. But how, if honour pricks me off, when I come on ? How then, can honour set...surgery, then ? No. What is honour ? a word. What is that word honour ? air, a trimreckoning. Who hath it ? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it ?... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 428 страници
...matter, Honcur pricks me on. But how if Honour prick me off, when 1 come on? how then? Can Honour seta leg? No: or an arm? No: or take away the grief of...surgery then ? No. What is honour ? A -word. — What is that word tumour? Air; a trim reckoning. Who hath it? He that dy'da Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 372 страници
...[Exeunt King, BLUNT, and Prince JOBS. P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friend•hip. Say thy prayers, and farewell. Fal. I would it were...that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning! —Who hath it ? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 424 страници
...Hen. Why, thou owest heaven a death. [Exit. Fal. 'Tis not due yet ; I would be loath to pay before the day. What need I be so forward with him that calls...that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 478 страници
...on :' how then '. Can honour set to a leg ' No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wonnd? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What...that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning!— Who hath it? He that died o'Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 560 страници
...prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take a way the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in...that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o'Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No.... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819 - 424 страници
...matter, Honour pricks me on. But bow if Honour prick me off, when I come on ? how then? Can Honour set a leg ? No : or an arm ? No : or take away the grief...surgery then ? No. What is honour? a word. — What is that word honour? Air; a trim reckoning Who hath it? He that dyd a Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820 - 348 страници
...that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me oft' when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg...that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 460 страници
...par la ville ira le bruit de mon trepas, Dites-moi, mon honneur, en serez vous plus gras ? BLAKEWAY. take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no...that word, honour? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No.... | |
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Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, '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.... 
