The Life of King Henry the FifthMacmillan, 1905 - 382 pages |
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Page 62
... Kath . Alice , tu as été en Angleterre , et tu parles bien le langage . Alice . Un peu , madame . Kath . Je te prie , m'enseignez ; il faut que j'apprenne à parler . Comment appelez - vous la main en Anglais ? ང Alice . La main ? elle ...
... Kath . Alice , tu as été en Angleterre , et tu parles bien le langage . Alice . Un peu , madame . Kath . Je te prie , m'enseignez ; il faut que j'apprenne à parler . Comment appelez - vous la main en Anglais ? ང Alice . La main ? elle ...
Page 63
... Kath . Dites - moi l'Anglais pour le bras . Alice . De arm , madame . Kath . Et le coude . Alice . De elbow . Kath . De elbow . Je m'en fais la répétition de tous les mots que vous m'avez appris dès à présent . Alice . Il est trop ...
... Kath . Dites - moi l'Anglais pour le bras . Alice . De arm , madame . Kath . Et le coude . Alice . De elbow . Kath . De elbow . Je m'en fais la répétition de tous les mots que vous m'avez appris dès à présent . Alice . Il est trop ...
Page 64
... Kath . Non , je reciterai à vous promptement : de hand , de fingres , de mails , ― Alice . De nails , madame . Kath . De nails , de arm , de ilbow . Alice . Sauf votre honneur , de elbow . Kath . Ainsi dis - je ; de elbow , de nick , et ...
... Kath . Non , je reciterai à vous promptement : de hand , de fingres , de mails , ― Alice . De nails , madame . Kath . De nails , de arm , de ilbow . Alice . Sauf votre honneur , de elbow . Kath . Ainsi dis - je ; de elbow , de nick , et ...
Page 139
... Kath . Your majesty shall mock at me ; I cannot speak your England . K. Hen . O fair Katharine , if you will love me soundly with your French heart , I will be glad to 10 ; hear you confess it brokenly with your English tongue . Do you ...
... Kath . Your majesty shall mock at me ; I cannot speak your England . K. Hen . O fair Katharine , if you will love me soundly with your French heart , I will be glad to 10 ; hear you confess it brokenly with your English tongue . Do you ...
Page 140
... Kath . Que dit - ilo ? que je suis semblable à les anges ? Alice . Oui , vraiment , sauf votre grace , ainsi dit - il . K. Hen . I said so , dear Katharine ; and I must not 113 blush to affirm it . Kath . O bon Dieu ! les langues des ...
... Kath . Que dit - ilo ? que je suis semblable à les anges ? Alice . Oui , vraiment , sauf votre grace , ainsi dit - il . K. Hen . I said so , dear Katharine ; and I must not 113 blush to affirm it . Kath . O bon Dieu ! les langues des ...
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Page 19 - I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God ; I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet : I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone ; then I felt to his knees, and...
Page 31 - ... 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.
Page xxiv - Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance ; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth : — For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings; Carry them here and there ; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass...
Page 30 - 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 80 - 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 xii - 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 ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Page 82 - 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...
Page 30 - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height.
Page 81 - Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day." Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember with advantages What feats he did that day...
Page 18 - 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...