 | 1833 - 396 sivua
...the EARL OF WESTMORELAND, are portraits. в2 I. HOTSPUR after the battle at Holmedon. " HOTS. ... I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd, Shew'd like a stubble land at harvest home. He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 sivua
...when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, loaning re I left Olivia sleeping. Sir To. Fire and brimstone! Fab. O, peace, peace ! Mai. rcap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 sivua
...misprision, Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reaped, Showed like a stubble-land at harvest home.'... | |
 | Edward Duke - 1837 - 686 sivua
...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home : He was perfumed like a milliner ; And twixt his finger...his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ;" nor ought we to be amazed, that this made Hotspur " mad,... | |
 | Edward Duke - 1837 - 686 sivua
...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home : He was perfumed like a milliner ; And twixt his finger...his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ;" nor ought we to be amazed, that this made Hotspur " mad,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 sivua
...mispn'sion It guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, 1 did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon mv sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly drcss'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 sivua
...such strength denied As was deliver'd to your majesty. HOT. My liege I did deny no prisoners. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...Show'd like a stubble land at harvest home. He was perfum'd like a milliner : And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet box, which ever and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 sivua
...misprisioa Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hut. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I Q Shew'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home , He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 sivua
...earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! 36— v. 1. 181 I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new reap'd, Shew'd like a stubble land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger... | |
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My liege, I did deny no prisoners: But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat... 
