History of King Henry the Fourth, Part 1Harper & Brothers, 1880 |
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... Common- wealth , Henry has sworn to weed and pluck away . And when he pardons Aumerle he sternly decrees to death his own brother - in - law . The honor of England he cherished not with passionate devotion , but with a strong ...
... Common- wealth , Henry has sworn to weed and pluck away . And when he pardons Aumerle he sternly decrees to death his own brother - in - law . The honor of England he cherished not with passionate devotion , but with a strong ...
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... common people ; his coming back to claim his own inher- itance ; his sweet , soft speech , got from his gracious mother whom Chaucer loved ; his promise to young Hotspur ; his professions to Richard the Second ; his taking the crown ...
... common people ; his coming back to claim his own inher- itance ; his sweet , soft speech , got from his gracious mother whom Chaucer loved ; his promise to young Hotspur ; his professions to Richard the Second ; his taking the crown ...
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... common name to all men . Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the stable . ye muddy knave . SCENE II . The Highway , near Gadshill . Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS . Farewell , [ Exeunt . Poins . Come , shelter , shelter ; I have ...
... common name to all men . Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the stable . ye muddy knave . SCENE II . The Highway , near Gadshill . Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS . Farewell , [ Exeunt . Poins . Come , shelter , shelter ; I have ...
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... common men . Where is he living , clipp'd in with the sea That chides the banks of England , Scotland , Wales , Which calls me pupil , or hath read to me ? And bring him out that is but woman's son Can trace me in the tedious ways of ...
... common men . Where is he living , clipp'd in with the sea That chides the banks of England , Scotland , Wales , Which calls me pupil , or hath read to me ? And bring him out that is but woman's son Can trace me in the tedious ways of ...
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... common - hackney'd in the eyes of men , So stale and cheap to vulgar company , Opinion , that did help me to the crown , Had still kept loyal to possession And left me in reputeless banishment , A fellow of no mark nor likelihood . By ...
... common - hackney'd in the eyes of men , So stale and cheap to vulgar company , Opinion , that did help me to the crown , Had still kept loyal to possession And left me in reputeless banishment , A fellow of no mark nor likelihood . By ...
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Anon Bardolph battle battle of Shrewsbury blood Bolingbroke Carrier character Clarke cousin coward crown cuckoo death devil dost doth Douglas drink Earl of Fife earl of March early eds Eastcheap edition editors English Enter Exeunt Exit faith Falstaff father fear Francis Gadshill give grace hanged Harry hath head hear heaven Henry Hotspur Henry IV Henry Percy Holinshed Holmedon honour horse Hostess Hotspur humour Jack Johnson King Henry king's Lady Percy London lord lord Henry Percy Macb Malone Mortimer never night noble Northumberland Owen Glendower Peto play Poins Prince of Wales prisoners prithee quartos remarks Rich Richard rogue sack says SCENE Schmidt Scot Shakespeare Shakspere Shrewsbury Sir John Sir John Falstaff speak Steevens quotes sweet sword tavern tell Temp thee thou art thou hast Vaughan Vernon Warb Welsh Westmoreland Worcester word Zounds
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Page 44 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world...
Page 78 - 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 76 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
Page 193 - God knows, my son, By what by-paths, and indirect crook'd ways, I met this crown ; and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head : To thee it shall descend with better quiet, Better opinion, better confirmation ; For all the soil of the achievement goes With me into the earth.
Page 73 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules ; but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct.
Page 51 - By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks; So he, that doth redeem her thence, might wear, Without corrival, all her dignities : But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship ! Wor.
Page 45 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners ; But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom...
Page 27 - This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth...
Page 105 - Glittering in golden coats, like images ; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer? Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. 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 dropt down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Page 148 - I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, — Fie upon this quiet life ! I want work.