The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Volume 7Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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... dead corpse there was such misuse , Such beastly , shameless transformation , By those Welshwomen done , as may not be , Without much shame , retold or spoken of . K. Hen . It seems then , that the tidings of this broil Brake off our ...
... dead corpse there was such misuse , Such beastly , shameless transformation , By those Welshwomen done , as may not be , Without much shame , retold or spoken of . K. Hen . It seems then , that the tidings of this broil Brake off our ...
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... dead bodies by , He call'd them - untaught knaves , unmannerly , To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility . With many holyday and lady terms He question'd me ; among the rest , demanded My prisoners , in ...
... dead bodies by , He call'd them - untaught knaves , unmannerly , To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility . With many holyday and lady terms He question'd me ; among the rest , demanded My prisoners , in ...
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... dead is , the next of blood ? North . He was ; I heard the proclamation : And then it was , when the unhappy king ( Whose wrongs in us God pardon ! ) did set forth Upon his Irish expedition ; From whence he , intercepted , did return ...
... dead is , the next of blood ? North . He was ; I heard the proclamation : And then it was , when the unhappy king ( Whose wrongs in us God pardon ! ) did set forth Upon his Irish expedition ; From whence he , intercepted , did return ...
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... dead fox drawn over the ground to leave a scent , and exercise the hounds . 2 A man dressed like a woman , who attends morris - dancers . or any man knows where to have me , thou SCENE III . KING HENRY IV . - PART I. 91.
... dead fox drawn over the ground to leave a scent , and exercise the hounds . 2 A man dressed like a woman , who attends morris - dancers . or any man knows where to have me , thou SCENE III . KING HENRY IV . - PART I. 91.
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... dead bodies . No eye hath seen such scarecrows . I'll not march through Coventry with them , that's flat . Nay , and the villains march wide betwixt the legs , as if they had gyves on ; for , indeed , I had the most of them out of ...
... dead bodies . No eye hath seen such scarecrows . I'll not march through Coventry with them , that's flat . Nay , and the villains march wide betwixt the legs , as if they had gyves on ; for , indeed , I had the most of them out of ...
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anon archbishop of York arms art thou Bardolph blood Blunt brother captain CONSTABLE OF FRANCE cousin crown dæmon Davy dead death devil Doll dost doth Douglas duke duke of Burgundy earl Eastcheap England English Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit faith father fear Fluellen France French friends give Glendower Gloster grace Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart Heaven honor horse Host Hotspur Jack Kate Kath knave Lady liege look lord majesty master Shallow Mortimer never night noble Northumberland numbers peace Percy Pistol Poins pr'ythee pray PRINCE HENRY PRINCE JOHN prince of Wales rascal Re-enter rogue SCENE Scroop SHAK Shal Shrewsbury sir John Falstaff soldier speak sweet sword tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast unto Westmoreland wilt
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Page 202 - With deafening clamour 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...
Page 378 - God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. 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.
Page 331 - 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 blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 287 - 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...
Page 55 - Why, how couldst thou know these men in Kendal green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy hand.? come, tell us your reason; what sayest thou to this? Poins. Come, your reason, Jack, your reason, Fal. What, upon compulsion? No; were I at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion!
Page 321 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom* child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Page 287 - O, 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 ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
Page 379 - To-morrow is Saint Crispian : ' Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say ' These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 28 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honor 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 honor by the locks; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities: But out upon this half-faced fellowship!
Page 201 - 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...