“The” Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, Volume 10G. Fleischer the younger, 1807 |
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... Pistol , formerly servants to Falstaff , now soldiers in the same . Boy , servant to them . A Herald . Charles the Sixth , King of France . Lewis , the Dauphin . Chorus . Dukes of Burgundy , Orleans , and Bourbon . The Constable of ...
... Pistol , formerly servants to Falstaff , now soldiers in the same . Boy , servant to them . A Herald . Charles the Sixth , King of France . Lewis , the Dauphin . Chorus . Dukes of Burgundy , Orleans , and Bourbon . The Constable of ...
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... Pistol and you friends . yet ? little ; Nym . For my part , I care not : I say but when time shall serve , there ... PISTOL and Mrs. QUICKLY . Bard . Here comes ancient Pistol , and his wife : 1 --- good corporal , be patient here ...
... Pistol and you friends . yet ? little ; Nym . For my part , I care not : I say but when time shall serve , there ... PISTOL and Mrs. QUICKLY . Bard . Here comes ancient Pistol , and his wife : 1 --- good corporal , be patient here ...
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... Pistol ? ― How now , Pist . Base tike , call'st thou me host ? - Now , by this hand I swear , I scorn the term ; Nor ... Pistol's cock is up , And flashing fire will follow . Nym . I am not Barbason ; you cannot conjure me , I have an ...
... Pistol ? ― How now , Pist . Base tike , call'st thou me host ? - Now , by this hand I swear , I scorn the term ; Nor ... Pistol's cock is up , And flashing fire will follow . Nym . I am not Barbason ; you cannot conjure me , I have an ...
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... PISTOL and NYм draw . Bard . Hear me , hear me what I say : he that strikes the first stroke , I'll run him up to the hilts , as I am a soldier . [ Draws . Pist . An oath of mickle might ; and fury shall abate , Give me thy fist , thy ...
... PISTOL and NYм draw . Bard . Hear me , hear me what I say : he that strikes the first stroke , I'll run him up to the hilts , as I am a soldier . [ Draws . Pist . An oath of mickle might ; and fury shall abate , Give me thy fist , thy ...
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... PISTOL , Mrs. QUICKLY , NYM , BARDOLPH , and Boy . Quick . Pr'ythee , honey - sweet husband ; let me bring thee to Staines . - Pist . No ; for my manly heart doth yern . Bardolph , be blith ; Nym , rouse thy vaunt- ing veins ; Boy ...
... PISTOL , Mrs. QUICKLY , NYM , BARDOLPH , and Boy . Quick . Pr'ythee , honey - sweet husband ; let me bring thee to Staines . - Pist . No ; for my manly heart doth yern . Bardolph , be blith ; Nym , rouse thy vaunt- ing veins ; Boy ...
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Alarum Alen Alençon Alice arms Bardolph Bastard battle battle of Agincourt Bedford blood brave Burgundy called Captain Char Charles Constable of France crown Dauphin dead death doth Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Earl of Cambridge England English Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fight Fluellen folio France French friends give Gloster goot Grace Harfleur hast hath heart Holinshed honour John JOHNSON Kate Kath King Henry VI King's knight Liege Lord Majesty MALONE MASON means Mortimer never noble numbers old copy Orleans passage peace Pist Pistol Plantagenet play Pope Prince prisoners PUCELLE quarto ransom Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet RITSON Salisbury SCENE sense Shakspeare soldier Somerset soul speak STEEVENS sword Talbot tell thee Theobald treason uncle unto WARBURTON Warwick Winchester word
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Page 67 - NOW entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret .whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber
Page 43 - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, shew 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 69 - There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out ; For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers, Which is both healthful and good husbandry.
Page 233 - 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 83 - 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 43 - ... grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose 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. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry ! England ! and Saint George ! [Exeunt . Alarum,...
Page 17 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,...
Page 43 - 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 84 - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he, to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition* : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd, they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, while any speaks, That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
Page 76 - Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony— save general ceremony?