King Henry IV.: The First[-second] Part ... in Five Acts |
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Pàgina 15
... My reformation , glittering o'er my fault , Shall show more goodly , and attract more eyes , Than that which hath no foil to set it off , I'll so offend , to make offence a skill ; Redeeming time , when men think least I will .
... My reformation , glittering o'er my fault , Shall show more goodly , and attract more eyes , Than that which hath no foil to set it off , I'll so offend , to make offence a skill ; Redeeming time , when men think least I will .
Pàgina 16
... And that same greatness too , which our own hands Have holp to make so portly . North . My lord , K. Hen . Worcester , get thee gone ; for I do see Danger and disobedience in thine eye : Your presence is too bold and peremptory ...
... And that same greatness too , which our own hands Have holp to make so portly . North . My lord , K. Hen . Worcester , get thee gone ; for I do see Danger and disobedience in thine eye : Your presence is too bold and peremptory ...
Pàgina 20
He will , forsooth , have all my prisoners : , And when I urg'd the ransom once again Of my wife's brother , then his cheek look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , Trembling even at the name of Mortimer . Wor .
He will , forsooth , have all my prisoners : , And when I urg'd the ransom once again Of my wife's brother , then his cheek look'd pale ; And on my face he turn'd an eye of death , Trembling even at the name of Mortimer . Wor .
Pàgina 25
Odsbody ! the turkeys in my pannier are quite starv'd . - What , Ostler - A plague on thee ! hast thou never an eye in thy head ? canst not hear ? An't were not as good a deed as drink , to break the pate of thee , I am a very villain .
Odsbody ! the turkeys in my pannier are quite starv'd . - What , Ostler - A plague on thee ! hast thou never an eye in thy head ? canst not hear ? An't were not as good a deed as drink , to break the pate of thee , I am a very villain .
Pàgina 31
For what offence have I , this fortnight , been A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed ? Tell me , sweet lord , what is't that takes from thee Thy stomach , pleasure , and thy golden sleep ? Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth ...
For what offence have I , this fortnight , been A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed ? Tell me , sweet lord , what is't that takes from thee Thy stomach , pleasure , and thy golden sleep ? Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth ...
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Pàgina 77 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough: — this earth that bears thee dead Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Pàgina 70 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it 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.
Pàgina 15 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian • But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Pàgina 60 - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that: You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Pàgina 51 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the shipboy'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 deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Pàgina 51 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Pàgina 17 - 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...
Pàgina 48 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say, 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:' Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say, 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Pàgina 48 - 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; 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...
Pàgina 15 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am...