The Second Part of Henry the FourthMacmillan, 1912 - 176 էջ |
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... better hors'd , 35 Out - rode me . After him came spurring hard A gentleman , almost forspent with speed , That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse . He ask'd the way to Chester ; and of him I did demand what news from ...
... better hors'd , 35 Out - rode me . After him came spurring hard A gentleman , almost forspent with speed , That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse . He ask'd the way to Chester ; and of him I did demand what news from ...
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... better assurance than Bardolph . He would He lik'd not not take his band and yours . the security . Fal . Let him be damn'd like the glutton ! Pray 25 25 30 40 God his tongue be hotter ! A whoreson Achitophel Sc . II 15 Henry the Fourth ...
... better assurance than Bardolph . He would He lik'd not not take his band and yours . the security . Fal . Let him be damn'd like the glutton ! Pray 25 25 30 40 God his tongue be hotter ! A whoreson Achitophel Sc . II 15 Henry the Fourth ...
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... better be hang'd . You hunt counter ; hence ! avaunt ! 105 Serv . Sir , my lord would speak with you . Ch . Just . Sir John Falstaff , a word with you . Fal . My good lord ! God give your lordship good time of day . I am glad to see ...
... better be hang'd . You hunt counter ; hence ! avaunt ! 105 Serv . Sir , my lord would speak with you . Ch . Just . Sir John Falstaff , a word with you . Fal . My good lord ! God give your lordship good time of day . I am glad to see ...
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... so . Wake not a sleeping wolf . Fal . To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox . Ch . Just . What ! you are as a candle , the better part burnt out . 175 Fal . A wassail candle , my lord , all 20 Act I Henry the Fourth , Part II.
... so . Wake not a sleeping wolf . Fal . To wake a wolf is as bad as smell a fox . Ch . Just . What ! you are as a candle , the better part burnt out . 175 Fal . A wassail candle , my lord , all 20 Act I Henry the Fourth , Part II.
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... better companion ! Fal . God send the companion a better prince ! I 225 cannot rid my hands of him . Ch . Just . Well , the King hath sever'd you [ and Prince Harry ] . I hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster against the ...
... better companion ! Fal . God send the companion a better prince ! I 225 cannot rid my hands of him . Ch . Just . Well , the King hath sever'd you [ and Prince Harry ] . I hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster against the ...
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Էջ 67 - 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 ? Can'st 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.
Էջ 66 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Էջ 68 - O God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea; and other times to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth, viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, Would shut the book and sit him down and die.
Էջ 106 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Էջ 140 - I do despise my dream. Make less thy body, hence, and more thy grace : Leave gormandizing ; know, the grave doth gape For thee thrice wider than for other men...
Էջ 34 - Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us she had a good dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat some ; whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound...
Էջ 103 - It ascends me into the brain ; dries me there all the foolish and dull and crudy vapours which environ it; makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery and delectable shapes; which, deliver'd o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit.
Էջ 66 - 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 deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Էջ 120 - Laud be to God ! — even there my life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem ; Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land. — But bear me to that chamber ; there I'll lie ; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.