The Works of William Shakespeare: King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV ; Henry V |
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Sivu 255
Re - enter Prince HENRY and Poins . P . Hen . The thieves have bound the true
men ” . Now could thou and I rob the thieves , and go merrily to London , it would
be argument for a week , laughter for a month , and a good jest for ever . Poins .
Re - enter Prince HENRY and Poins . P . Hen . The thieves have bound the true
men ” . Now could thou and I rob the thieves , and go merrily to London , it would
be argument for a week , laughter for a month , and a good jest for ever . Poins .
Sivu 278
Exeunt all but the Prince and PETO . P . Hen . Call in the sheriff . Enter Sheriff and
Carrier . Now , master sheriff , what ' s your will with me ? Sher . First , pardon me
, my lord . A hue and cry Hath follow ' d certain men unto this house . P . Hen .
Exeunt all but the Prince and PETO . P . Hen . Call in the sheriff . Enter Sheriff and
Carrier . Now , master sheriff , what ' s your will with me ? Sher . First , pardon me
, my lord . A hue and cry Hath follow ' d certain men unto this house . P . Hen .
Sivu 299
How ! the prince is a Jack , a sneak - cup ?; Sblood ! an he were here , I would
cudgel him like a dog , if he would say so . Enter Prince HENRY and Poins ,
marching . FALSTAFF meets the Prince , playing on his truncheon , like a fife . Fal
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How ! the prince is a Jack , a sneak - cup ?; Sblood ! an he were here , I would
cudgel him like a dog , if he would say so . Enter Prince HENRY and Poins ,
marching . FALSTAFF meets the Prince , playing on his truncheon , like a fife . Fal
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Sivu 323
The prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king , And , nephew , challeng'd you
to single fight . Hot . O ! would the quarrel lay upon our heads ; And that no man
might draw short breath to - day , But I , and Harry Monmouth ! Tell me , tell me ...
The prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king , And , nephew , challeng'd you
to single fight . Hot . O ! would the quarrel lay upon our heads ; And that no man
might draw short breath to - day , But I , and Harry Monmouth ! Tell me , tell me ...
Sivu 388
Enter behind , Prince Henry and Poins , disguised like Drawers . Fal . Peace ,
good Doll ! do not speak like a death ' s head : do not bid me remember mine end
. Dol . Sirrah , what humour is the prince of ? Fal . A good shallow young fellow ...
Enter behind , Prince Henry and Poins , disguised like Drawers . Fal . Peace ,
good Doll ! do not speak like a death ' s head : do not bid me remember mine end
. Dol . Sirrah , what humour is the prince of ? Fal . A good shallow young fellow ...
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Sivu 167 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and humour'd thus Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king!
Sivu 320 - 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 560 - Like to the senators of th' antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth, and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but by loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress (As in good time he may) from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Sivu 236 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen, I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Sivu 540 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd. 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 501 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war...