King Henry the Fourth: Part I, Volum 1Ginn, 1922 - 159 pàgines |
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Pàgina xxxvi
... Northumberland intimates that he is ill and can- not aid his son in the fight . From now on Hotspur's chances for success are constantly decreased . He receives news that the op- posing forces , thirty thousand strong , are approaching ...
... Northumberland intimates that he is ill and can- not aid his son in the fight . From now on Hotspur's chances for success are constantly decreased . He receives news that the op- posing forces , thirty thousand strong , are approaching ...
Pàgina 2
... Northumberland HENRY PERCY , surnamed HOTSPUR , son to the Earl of Northumberland EDMUND MORTIMER , Earl of March RICHARD SCROOP , Archbishop of York ARCHIBALD , Earl of DOUGLAS OWEN GLENDOWER SIR RICHARD VERNON SIR JOHN FALSTAFF 3 SIR ...
... Northumberland HENRY PERCY , surnamed HOTSPUR , son to the Earl of Northumberland EDMUND MORTIMER , Earl of March RICHARD SCROOP , Archbishop of York ARCHIBALD , Earl of DOUGLAS OWEN GLENDOWER SIR RICHARD VERNON SIR JOHN FALSTAFF 3 SIR ...
Pàgina 7
... Northumberland Should be the father to so blest a son , A son who is the theme of honour's tongue ; Amongst a grove , the very straightest plant ; Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride : Whilst I , by looking on the praise of him ...
... Northumberland Should be the father to so blest a son , A son who is the theme of honour's tongue ; Amongst a grove , the very straightest plant ; Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride : Whilst I , by looking on the praise of him ...
Pàgina 21
... NORTHUMBERLAND , WORCESTER , HOT- SPUR , SIR WALTER BLUNT , with others KING HENRY . My blood hath been too cold and temperate , Unapt to stir at these indignities , And you have found me ; for accordingly You tread upon my patience ...
... NORTHUMBERLAND , WORCESTER , HOT- SPUR , SIR WALTER BLUNT , with others KING HENRY . My blood hath been too cold and temperate , Unapt to stir at these indignities , And you have found me ; for accordingly You tread upon my patience ...
Pàgina 22
... NORTHUMBERLAND . 20 Exit WORCESTER To NORTHUMBERLAND Yea , my good lord . Those prisoners in your highness ' name demanded , Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took , Were , as he says , not with such strength denied As is deliver'd to ...
... NORTHUMBERLAND . 20 Exit WORCESTER To NORTHUMBERLAND Yea , my good lord . Those prisoners in your highness ' name demanded , Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took , Were , as he says , not with such strength denied As is deliver'd to ...
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Anon art thou BARDOLPH blank verse blood Bolingbroke brother called CARRIER character Chronicle cousin coward death DERICKE devil dost doth Douglas dramatic Duke Earl of Fife Earl of March Eastcheap edition English Enter Exeunt Exit faith FALSTAFF father fear Ff omit fight Francis GADSHILL give GLENDOWER grace Harry Harry Percy hath head hear Henry the Fourth Holinshed honour horse HOSTESS HOTSPUR humorous Jack John of Lancaster Julius Cæsar Kate King Henry LADY PERCY London lord Mortimer never night noble NORTHUMBERLAND PETO plague play POINS Pope PRINCE HENRY PRINCE OF WALES prithee prose Q₁ Queen Richard Richard II rogue sack Scene Scot Shakespeare sheriff Shrewsbury Sir John Oldcastle SIR MICHAEL SIR WALTER BLUNT Sirrah speak speech sweet sword tavern tell thee thieves thou art thou hast villain Welsh WESTMORELAND WORCESTER word Zounds
Passatges populars
Pàgina 24 - Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark!) And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti, for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villainous salt-petre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.
Pàgina 30 - If he fall in, good night ! or sink or swim : send danger from the east unto the west, so honour cross it from the north to south, and let them grapple: O, the blood more stirs to rouse a lion than to start a hare ! North.
Pàgina 117 - 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.
Pàgina 23 - He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again ; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Pàgina 23 - Out of my grief and my impatience Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds, God save the mark! And telling me, the sovereign...
Pàgina 84 - I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers ; I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag.
Pàgina 20 - 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...
Pàgina 108 - But with righteousness shall he judge the poor, and reprove with equity for the meek of the earth : and he shall smite the earth with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips shall he slay the wicked. And righteousness shall be the girdle of his loins, and faithfulness the girdle of his reins.
Pàgina 149 - I better brook the loss of brittle life Than those proud titles thou hast won of me ; They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my flesh : — But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop.
Pàgina 20 - I'll sup. Farewell. POINS. Farewell, my lord. Exit PRINCE. 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 wond'red at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.