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...causes of antipathy, that now alluded to. Hotspur says, — I was " so pestered with a popinjay," " he made me mad to see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, and talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman." The rough warrior's senses were offended ; and " hence he did deny his prisoners."...

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...on which so much of the success of his desperate enterprises so frequently depended. CHAPTER VII. « For he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk, and...so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman.» King Henry If. THB moment was now one of high and earnest excitement. Each individual, who was charged...

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...cold To be so pcster'd with a popinjay,» Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectmgly, I know not what; He should, or he should not;— for...shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman. Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark!) And telling me, the sovereign'st...

...art thou delaying and ex• a See Matthias's Gr. Gr. §. 388. '' Shakspeare has gone beyond this : He made me mad To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman. First Part K. Henry IV. i. 3. ' Schutz refers to the representations of Night...

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