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Pàgina 231
... Shal . Ome on , come on , come on ; give me your hand , Sir ; an early stirrer , by the rood . Com And how doth my good coufin Silence ? Sil . Good - morrow , good coufin Shallow . Shal . And how doth my coufin , your bed - fellow ? and ...
... Shal . Ome on , come on , come on ; give me your hand , Sir ; an early stirrer , by the rood . Com And how doth my good coufin Silence ? Sil . Good - morrow , good coufin Shallow . Shal . And how doth my coufin , your bed - fellow ? and ...
Pàgina 232
... Shal . He muft then to the inns of court shortly : I was once of Clement's - Inn ; where , I think , they will talk of mad Shallow yet . Sil . You were call'd lufty Shallow then , coufin . Shal . I was call'd any thing , and I would ...
... Shal . He muft then to the inns of court shortly : I was once of Clement's - Inn ; where , I think , they will talk of mad Shallow yet . Sil . You were call'd lufty Shallow then , coufin . Shal . I was call'd any thing , and I would ...
Pàgina 233
... Shal . And is old Double dead ? · Enter Bardolph , and Page . Sil . Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men , as I think . Shal . Good - morrow , honeft gentlemen . Bard . I beseech you , which is Juftice Shallow ? Shal . I am Robert ...
... Shal . And is old Double dead ? · Enter Bardolph , and Page . Sil . Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men , as I think . Shal . Good - morrow , honeft gentlemen . Bard . I beseech you , which is Juftice Shallow ? Shal . I am Robert ...
Pàgina 234
... Shal . No , Sir John , it is my coufin Silence ; in com- miflion with me . Fal . Good mafter Silence , it well ... Shal . Marry have we , Sir : Will you Fal . Let me fee them , I befeech you . fit ? Shal . Where's the roll ? where's the ...
... Shal . No , Sir John , it is my coufin Silence ; in com- miflion with me . Fal . Good mafter Silence , it well ... Shal . Marry have we , Sir : Will you Fal . Let me fee them , I befeech you . fit ? Shal . Where's the roll ? where's the ...
Pàgina 235
... Shal . Do you like him , Sir John ? Fal . Shadow will ferve for fummer ; prick him ; for we have a number of fhadows do fill up the mufter - book . Shal . Thomas Wart . Fal . Where's he ? Wart . Here , Sir . Fal . Is thy name Wart ...
... Shal . Do you like him , Sir John ? Fal . Shadow will ferve for fummer ; prick him ; for we have a number of fhadows do fill up the mufter - book . Shal . Thomas Wart . Fal . Where's he ? Wart . Here , Sir . Fal . Is thy name Wart ...
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anfwer arms art thou bafe Baft Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke call'd cauſe coufin crown Dauphin death doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit faid Falstaff father fear feems fhall fhame fhew fhould fight fince firft flain foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand ftill fubjects fuch fweet fword Gaunt give Glou Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart heav'n himſelf Hoft honour horfe Juft King Henry Liege Lord Lord of Westmorland mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never night noble Northumberland paffage peace Percy Pift Piftol pleaſe Poins pow'r prefent prifoners Prince Prince of Wales Pucel purpoſe reafon Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal ſhall Sir John ſpeak Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue uncle unto Weft whofe word York
Passatges populars
Pàgina 92 - 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.
Pàgina 228 - 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...
Pàgina 369 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in: As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him!
Pàgina 237 - I'll ne'er bear a base mind: — an't be my destiny, so; an't be not, so: No man's too good to serve his prince ; and, let it go which way it will, he that dies this year, is quit for the next.
Pàgina 139 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Pàgina 296 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Pàgina 229 - With deaf'ning 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 296 - Obedience : for so work the honey bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The art of order to a peopled kingdom : They have a king, and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the...
Pàgina 161 - Tut, tut ! good enough to toss ; food for powder, food for powder ; they'll fill a pit, as well as better ; tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
Pàgina 321 - Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.