The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: Henry IV, pt. 1-2Ginn & Heath, 1880 |
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... Enter Prince HENRY and FALSTAFF . al . Now , Hal , what time of day is it , lad ? rince . Thou art so fat - witted , with drinking of old sack , unbuttoning thee after supper , and sleeping upon benches - noon , that thou hast forgotten ...
... Enter Prince HENRY and FALSTAFF . al . Now , Hal , what time of day is it , lad ? rince . Thou art so fat - witted , with drinking of old sack , unbuttoning thee after supper , and sleeping upon benches - noon , that thou hast forgotten ...
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... Enter POINTZ . - Pointz ! -Now shall we know if Gadshill have match.23 O , if men were to be saved by merit , what Hell were hot enough for him ? This is the most tent villain that ever cried Stand ! to a true man . Prince . Good morrow ...
... Enter POINTZ . - Pointz ! -Now shall we know if Gadshill have match.23 O , if men were to be saved by merit , what Hell were hot enough for him ? This is the most tent villain that ever cried Stand ! to a true man . Prince . Good morrow ...
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... Enter King HENRY , NORTHUMBERLAND , WORCEST SPUR , Sir WALTER BLUNT , and others . King . My blood hath been too cold and temper Unapt to stir at these indignities , As you have found me ; for , accordingly , You tread upon my patience ...
... Enter King HENRY , NORTHUMBERLAND , WORCEST SPUR , Sir WALTER BLUNT , and others . King . My blood hath been too cold and temper Unapt to stir at these indignities , As you have found me ; for , accordingly , You tread upon my patience ...
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... enter WORCESTER . Hot . Speak of Mortimer ! inds , I will speak of him ; and let my soul _nt mercy , if I do not join with him : e in one of Jonson's Masques : " The rivers run as smoothed by his hand , criched by his stroke " As ...
... enter WORCESTER . Hot . Speak of Mortimer ! inds , I will speak of him ; and let my soul _nt mercy , if I do not join with him : e in one of Jonson's Masques : " The rivers run as smoothed by his hand , criched by his stroke " As ...
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... Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand . I Car . Heigh - ho ! an't be not four by the day , I'll be ang'd : Charles ' wain is over the new chimney , and yet our orse ' not pack'd . — What , ostler ! Ost . [ Within . ] Anon , anon ...
... Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand . I Car . Heigh - ho ! an't be not four by the day , I'll be ang'd : Charles ' wain is over the new chimney , and yet our orse ' not pack'd . — What , ostler ! Ost . [ Within . ] Anon , anon ...
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Page 29 - 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 53 - 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 75 - 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 29 - 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, trimly...
Page 3 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength: A fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Page 29 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd 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, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Page 69 - Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil, By telling truth. Tell truth, and shame the devil.
Page 5 - Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet, Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.