The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 12Harper& brothers, 1908 |
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William Shakespeare Sir Sidney Lee. Where you and Douglas and our powers at once , As I will fashion it , shall happily meet , To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms , Which now we hold at much uncertainty . NORTH . Farewell , good ...
William Shakespeare Sir Sidney Lee. Where you and Douglas and our powers at once , As I will fashion it , shall happily meet , To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms , Which now we hold at much uncertainty . NORTH . Farewell , good ...
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... Douglas ? have I not all their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of the next month ? and are they not some of them set forward already ? What a pagan rascal is this ! an infidel ! Ha ! you shall see now in very sin- cerity of fear ...
... Douglas ? have I not all their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of the next month ? and are they not some of them set forward already ? What a pagan rascal is this ! an infidel ! Ha ! you shall see now in very sin- cerity of fear ...
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... Douglas , that runs o ' horseback up a hill perpendicular , PRINCE . He that rides at high speed and with his pistol kills a sparrow flying . FAL . You have hit it . PRINCE . So did he never the sparrow . FAL . Well , that rascal hath ...
... Douglas , that runs o ' horseback up a hill perpendicular , PRINCE . He that rides at high speed and with his pistol kills a sparrow flying . FAL . You have hit it . PRINCE . So did he never the sparrow . FAL . Well , that rascal hath ...
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... Douglas , that spirit Percy , and that devil Glendower ? art thou not horribly afraid ? doth not thy blood thrill at it ? PRINCE . Not a whit , i ' faith ; I lack some of thy instinct . FAL . Well , thou wilt be horribly chid to ...
... Douglas , that spirit Percy , and that devil Glendower ? art thou not horribly afraid ? doth not thy blood thrill at it ? PRINCE . Not a whit , i ' faith ; I lack some of thy instinct . FAL . Well , thou wilt be horribly chid to ...
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... Douglas ! whose high deeds , Whose hot incursions and great name in arms Holds from all soldiers chief majority And military title capital Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ : Thrice hath this Hotspur , Mars in swathling ...
... Douglas ! whose high deeds , Whose hot incursions and great name in arms Holds from all soldiers chief majority And military title capital Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ : Thrice hath this Hotspur , Mars in swathling ...
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anon Archbishop of York BARD Bardolph blood BLUNT Bolingbroke brother Colevile cousin Davy dead death devil dost doth Douglas drink Earl Earl of Fife Earl of March Eastcheap Exeunt Exit faith father fear fellow Folios friends Gadshill give GLEND Glendower grace hanged Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven Holinshed honour horse HOST hostess Hotspur infra Jack John of Lancaster justice knave LADY lord majesty Master Shallow merry Mortimer MoWB never night noble Northumberland peace Percy PETO PIST Pistol play POINS pray Prince of Wales prithee Quarto rascal Re-enter rogue sack SCENE Shakespeare SHAL Shrewsbury Sir Dagonet Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sirrah speak stand supra sweet sword tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast tongue Westmoreland wilt Worcester word Zounds
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Page 74 - 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...
Page 77 - ... 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.
Page 21 - Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly 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 and his thumb he held A pouncet-box...
Page 78 - The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings, lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 73 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know, is damned : if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord ; Banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins : but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company ; banish...
Page 75 - 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 deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Page 19 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes...
Page 113 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Page 133 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so ends my catechism.
Page 133 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? no : or an arm ? no : or take away the grief of a wound ? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then ? no. What is honour ? a word. What is in that word honour ? what is that honour ? air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? he that died o