The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Nide 4H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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Sivu 70
... finger , he kept not time . Nym . The good humour is to feal at a minute's reft . Pift . Convey , the wife it call . Steal ? --- foh ! a fice for the phrase , Τα To bury mine intents , but to effect Whatever I King RICHARD II .
... finger , he kept not time . Nym . The good humour is to feal at a minute's reft . Pift . Convey , the wife it call . Steal ? --- foh ! a fice for the phrase , Τα To bury mine intents , but to effect Whatever I King RICHARD II .
Sivu 219
... Pift . Save you , Sir John . Fal . Welcome , ancient Piftol . Here , Pistol , I charge you with a cap of fack : Do ... Pift . 1 Pift . I will discharge upon her , Sir John King HENRY IV . 219.
... Pift . Save you , Sir John . Fal . Welcome , ancient Piftol . Here , Pistol , I charge you with a cap of fack : Do ... Pift . 1 Pift . I will discharge upon her , Sir John King HENRY IV . 219.
Sivu 220
... Pift . Then to you , mistress Dorothy , I will charge you . Dol . Charge me ! I fcorn you , fcurvy companion ! what ? you poor , bafe , rafcally , cheating , lack - linnen mate ; away , you mouldy rogue , away , I am meat for your ...
... Pift . Then to you , mistress Dorothy , I will charge you . Dol . Charge me ! I fcorn you , fcurvy companion ! what ? you poor , bafe , rafcally , cheating , lack - linnen mate ; away , you mouldy rogue , away , I am meat for your ...
Sivu 221
... Pift . Thefe be good humours , indeed . Shall pack - horfes ( 19 ) And hollow - pamper'd jades of Afia , Which cannot go but thirty miles a day , Compare with Cafars , and with Cannibals , + And Trojan Greeks ? nay , rather damn them ...
... Pift . Thefe be good humours , indeed . Shall pack - horfes ( 19 ) And hollow - pamper'd jades of Afia , Which cannot go but thirty miles a day , Compare with Cafars , and with Cannibals , + And Trojan Greeks ? nay , rather damn them ...
Sivu 222
... Pift . Then feed , and be fat , my fair Calipolis ; come , give me fome fack . Si fortuna me tormente , fperato me con- tente . Fear we broad fides ? no , let the fiend give fire : Give me fome fack : And , fweet - heart , lie thou ...
... Pift . Then feed , and be fat , my fair Calipolis ; come , give me fome fack . Si fortuna me tormente , fperato me con- tente . Fear we broad fides ? no , let the fiend give fire : Give me fome fack : And , fweet - heart , lie thou ...
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againſt anfwer arms art thou bafe Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke call'd caufe coufin crown Dauphin death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff father fave fear feems fhall fhame fhew fhould fince flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand ftill fubjects fuch fweet fword Gaunt give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe Juft King Henry Liege Lord Lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never night noble Northumberland paffage peace Percy Pift Piftol pleaſe Poins pow'r prefent prifoners Prince Prince of Wales Pucel purpoſe reafon Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal ſhall Sir John ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue uncle unto Weft whofe word York
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Sivu 170 - 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. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Sivu 230 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Sivu 104 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Sivu 26 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Sivu 296 - 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...
Sivu 109 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities : But out upon this half-faced fellowship ! Wor.
Sivu 355 - 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...
Sivu 228 - 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...
Sivu 189 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt...
Sivu 255 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...