The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Henry IV, part 2 ; Henry V ; King Henry VILongman and Company, 1847 |
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... thou sickly quoif ; Thou art a guard too wanton for the head , Which princes , flesh'd with conquest , aim to hit . Now bind my brows with iron ; And approach The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring , To frown upon the enrag'd ...
... thou sickly quoif ; Thou art a guard too wanton for the head , Which princes , flesh'd with conquest , aim to hit . Now bind my brows with iron ; And approach The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring , To frown upon the enrag'd ...
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... Thou whoreson mandrake , thou art fit- ter to be worn in my cap , than to wait at my heels . I was never manned with an agate till now : but I will set you neither in gold nor silver , but in vile apparel , and send you back again to ...
... Thou whoreson mandrake , thou art fit- ter to be worn in my cap , than to wait at my heels . I was never manned with an agate till now : but I will set you neither in gold nor silver , but in vile apparel , and send you back again to ...
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... thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke , Before he was what thou would'st have him be ! And being now trimm'd in thine own desires , Thou , beastly feeder , art so full of him , That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up . So , so ...
... thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke , Before he was what thou would'st have him be ! And being now trimm'd in thine own desires , Thou , beastly feeder , art so full of him , That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up . So , so ...
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... thou ? thou bastardly rogue ! -Murder , murder ! O thou honey - suckle vil- lain ! wilt thou kill God's officers , and the king's ? O thou honey - seed rogue ! thou art a honey - seed ; a man queller , and a woman queller . 2 lubbar's ...
... thou ? thou bastardly rogue ! -Murder , murder ! O thou honey - suckle vil- lain ! wilt thou kill God's officers , and the king's ? O thou honey - seed rogue ! thou art a honey - seed ; a man queller , and a woman queller . 2 lubbar's ...
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... thou art a great fool . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The same . Another Street . Enter Prince HENRY and POINS . P. Hen ... thou hast ; viz . these , and those that were the peach - colour'd ones ! or to bear the in- ventory of thy shirts ; as ...
... thou art a great fool . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The same . Another Street . Enter Prince HENRY and POINS . P. Hen ... thou hast ; viz . these , and those that were the peach - colour'd ones ! or to bear the in- ventory of thy shirts ; as ...
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Alarum arms art thou Bard Bardolph bear blood brother Cade captain Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin dead death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward enemy England English Enter King HENRY Exeter Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fight France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur hath head hear heart heaven Henry's honour house of Lancaster house of York Jack Cade JOHNSON lady liege live look lord lord protector majesty Margaret master never night noble Northumberland peace Pist Pistol play Poins pray prince PUCELLE queen Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare Shal shame sir John sir John Falstaff soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast traitor unto valiant Warwick wilt words
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Página 141 - 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 : Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold ; The civil...
Página 524 - That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns ; Seeking a way, and straying from the way ; Not knowing how to find the open air, But toiling desperately to find it out, — Torment myself to catch the English crown. And from that torment I will free myself, Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. "Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile ; And cry, content...
Página 159 - 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...
Página 29 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the Prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly?
Página 507 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Página 207 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Página 159 - a cried out — God, God, God ! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet: So, 'a...
Página 208 - 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...
Página 29 - Keech, the butcher's wife *, come in then, and call me gossip Quickly ? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us, she had a good dish of prawns ; whereby thou didst desire to eat some ; whereby I told thee, they were ill for a green wound...
Página 168 - 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!