The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Nide 4J. and P. Knapton, 1747 |
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Tulokset 6 - 10 kokonaismäärästä 56
Sivu 141
... Bardolph : you are Lions too , you ran away upon inftinct ; you will not touch the true Prince ; no , fie ! Bard . ' Faith , I ran when I faw others run . P. Henry . Tell me now in earneft ; how came Fal- Staff's fword fo hackt ? Peto ...
... Bardolph : you are Lions too , you ran away upon inftinct ; you will not touch the true Prince ; no , fie ! Bard . ' Faith , I ran when I faw others run . P. Henry . Tell me now in earneft ; how came Fal- Staff's fword fo hackt ? Peto ...
Sivu 147
... Bardolph , banifh Poins ; but for fweet Jack Falstaff , kind Jack Falstaff , true Jack Falstaff , valiant Jack Falstaff , and therefore ' more valiant , being as he is , old Jack Falstaff ; ' banish not him thy Harry's company : banish ...
... Bardolph , banifh Poins ; but for fweet Jack Falstaff , kind Jack Falstaff , true Jack Falstaff , valiant Jack Falstaff , and therefore ' more valiant , being as he is , old Jack Falstaff ; ' banish not him thy Harry's company : banish ...
Sivu 148
... Bardolph , & c . P. Henry . Call in the Sheriff . SCEN E XII . Enter Sheriff and Carrier . Now , mafter Sheriff , what is your will with me ? Sher . First , pardon me , my lord . A hue and cry Hath follow'd certain men unto this house ...
... Bardolph , & c . P. Henry . Call in the Sheriff . SCEN E XII . Enter Sheriff and Carrier . Now , mafter Sheriff , what is your will with me ? Sher . First , pardon me , my lord . A hue and cry Hath follow'd certain men unto this house ...
Sivu 164
... Bardolph . T BArdolph , am not I fall'n away vilely , finge this laft action ? Do I not bate ? do I not dwindle ? why , my skin hangs about me like an old lady's loose gown : I am wither'd , like an old apple John , Well , I'll repent ...
... Bardolph . T BArdolph , am not I fall'n away vilely , finge this laft action ? Do I not bate ? do I not dwindle ? why , my skin hangs about me like an old lady's loose gown : I am wither'd , like an old apple John , Well , I'll repent ...
Sivu 165
... , I have enquir'd , fo has my husband , man by man , boy by boy , fervant by fervant : the tithe of a hair was never loft in my houfe before , M 3 Fal . இத Fal . Ye lie , hoftefs ; Bardolph was hav'd King HENRY IV . 165.
... , I have enquir'd , fo has my husband , man by man , boy by boy , fervant by fervant : the tithe of a hair was never loft in my houfe before , M 3 Fal . இத Fal . Ye lie , hoftefs ; Bardolph was hav'd King HENRY IV . 165.
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againſt anſwer arms Bard Bardolph becauſe blood Boling Bolingbroke caufe coufin Crown Dauphin death doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff father fave fear feem felf felves fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firſt flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Gaunt give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe horſe Juft King Henry Liege lord lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft morrow moſt muft muſt never night noble Northumberland Oxford Editor peace Percy Pift pleaſe Poins Pope pow'r prefent Prince Prince of Wales Pucel reafon reft Reignier Rich Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal ſhall Sir John Sir John Falstaff ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand uncle unto Weft whofe word York
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Sivu 117 - 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 187 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Sivu 392 - By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.
Sivu 52 - 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...
Sivu 411 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in: As, by a lower but 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!
Sivu 281 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Sivu 249 - 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 187 - 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 252 - 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 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...