 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 554 pàgines
...what 'tis 1 Warburton thought that we should read:— " Tis all in all and all in every part." King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane; l But, being... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 472 pàgines
...wits ? Know you what 'tis you speak ? ' Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers. How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But, heing... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 pàgines
...your wits ? know you what 'tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But, being... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 pàgines
...you speak? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : fell to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But, being... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 470 pàgines
...you your wits? know you what 't is you speak? Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man , So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane; But, being... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 348 pàgines
...your wits ; know you what 't is you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surteit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But, being... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 pàgines
...your wits: 'know you what Ч is you speak I Fal. My King ; my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers : How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane : But being... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 pàgines
...your wits? know you what *tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart! King. ptuous spirit. Claud. lie is a very proper man. li. Pedro. He hath indeed a good outward Imppi ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But, being... | |
 | 1916 - 880 pàgines
...this magnanimity is to be found in Henry's treatment of Falstaff, whom he casts off with the words: I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! But even in this painful scene mercy tempers judgment. Provision is made for his banished comrades.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 592 pàgines
...your wits ? know you what 'tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane'; But, being... | |
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I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! 
