The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Nide 4G. Bell, 1875 |
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... looks , Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds , And hid his crisp 14 head in the hollow bank , Blood - stained with these valiant combatants . Never did bare 15 and rotten policy Colour her working with such deadly wounds ; Nor never ...
... looks , Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds , And hid his crisp 14 head in the hollow bank , Blood - stained with these valiant combatants . Never did bare 15 and rotten policy Colour her working with such deadly wounds ; Nor never ...
Sivu 26
... look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , 16 Thus the quartos . The folio reads Although . 17 The folio has " on his behalf , two lines lower downfull instead of down - trod , and in a preceding line Yes instead of Zounds ...
... look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , 16 Thus the quartos . The folio reads Although . 17 The folio has " on his behalf , two lines lower downfull instead of down - trod , and in a preceding line Yes instead of Zounds ...
Sivu 31
... look you , I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods , Nettled , and stung with pismires , when I hear Of this vile politician , Bolingbroke . In Richard's time , -What do you call the place ? — A plague upon't ! -it is in Gloucestershire ...
... look you , I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods , Nettled , and stung with pismires , when I hear Of this vile politician , Bolingbroke . In Richard's time , -What do you call the place ? — A plague upon't ! -it is in Gloucestershire ...
Sivu 33
... looks of love . ; Hot . He does , he does ; we'll be reveng'd on him . Wor . Cousin 35 , farewell : -No further go in this , Than I by letters shall direct your course . When time is ripe ( which will be suddenly ) , I'll steal to ...
... looks of love . ; Hot . He does , he does ; we'll be reveng'd on him . Wor . Cousin 35 , farewell : -No further go in this , Than I by letters shall direct your course . When time is ripe ( which will be suddenly ) , I'll steal to ...
Sivu 49
... look into your water well enough , And hath an eye that no man leaves a snuffe ; A pox of piece - meal drinking , William says , Play it away , we'll have no stoppes and stayes ; Blown drinke is odious ; what man can digest it ? No ...
... look into your water well enough , And hath an eye that no man leaves a snuffe ; A pox of piece - meal drinking , William says , Play it away , we'll have no stoppes and stayes ; Blown drinke is odious ; what man can digest it ? No ...
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ancient art thou Bard Bardolph Ben Jonson blood brother called captain Constable of France Cotgrave cousin crown devil dost doth Douglas Duke Earl Eastcheap England English Enter Exeunt Exit faith Falstaff father fear folio France French friends give Glend Glendower grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heaven Holinshed honour horse Host Hotspur humour Kate Kath King Henry King Henry IV king's knave Lady liege look lord majesty master means merry Mortimer never night noble Northumberland numbers old copies passage peace Percy Pist Pistol play Poins pr'ythee pray PRINCE JOHN prince of Wales quarto rogue sack says SCENE Shakespeare Shal Shallow Sir John Sir John Falstaff soldiers speak Steevens sweet sword tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought unto Westmoreland word
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Sivu 372 - 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 ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition...
Sivu 327 - 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!
Sivu 199 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Sivu 23 - Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villainous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
Sivu 202 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd; The which observ'd . 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. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Sivu 199 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Sivu 281 - On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth So great an object : Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O, the very casques, That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon ! since a crooked figure may Attest, in little place, a million ; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, On your imaginary forces...
Sivu 168 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife.
Sivu 198 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, 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 281 - FOR a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene...