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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 ...
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 ...
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Thus says my king : and , if your father ' s highness Do not , in grant of all
demands at large , Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty , He ' ll call you
to so hot an answer for it , That caves and womby vaultages of France Shall chide
your ...
Thus says my king : and , if your father ' s highness Do not , in grant of all
demands at large , Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty , He ' ll call you
to so hot an answer for it , That caves and womby vaultages of France Shall chide
your ...
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Tis certain , every man that dies ill , the ill is upon his own head , the king is not to
answer for it . Bates . I do not desire he should answer for me ; and yet I
determine to fight lustily for him . K . Hen . I myself heard the king say , he would
not be ...
Tis certain , every man that dies ill , the ill is upon his own head , the king is not to
answer for it . Bates . I do not desire he should answer for me ; and yet I
determine to fight lustily for him . K . Hen . I myself heard the king say , he would
not be ...
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... you must buy that peace With full accord to all our just demands ; Whose
tenours and particular effects You have , enscheduld briefly , in your hands . Bur .
The king hath heard them ; to the which , as yet , There is no answer made . K.
Hen .
... you must buy that peace With full accord to all our just demands ; Whose
tenours and particular effects You have , enscheduld briefly , in your hands . Bur .
The king hath heard them ; to the which , as yet , There is no answer made . K.
Hen .
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How answer you , la plus belle Katharine du monde , mon tres chere et divine
deesse ? Kath . Your majesté ' ave fausse French enough to deceive de most
sage damoiselle dat is en France . K Hen . Now , fye upon my false French ! By
mine ...
How answer you , la plus belle Katharine du monde , mon tres chere et divine
deesse ? Kath . Your majesté ' ave fausse French enough to deceive de most
sage damoiselle dat is en France . K Hen . Now , fye upon my false French ! By
mine ...
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Page 169 - 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 ! Why, rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber ; Than in the perfumed chambers of the great...
Page 169 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, 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...
Page 83 - 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 279 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage.
Page 108 - 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.
Page 98 - Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
Page 169 - ning clamour 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?
Page 279 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon: let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Page 241 - On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth So great an object: Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O, the very casques, That did affright the air at Agincourt ? O, pardon!
Page 341 - 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 by 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 ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
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| Title | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 2 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 27 Dec 2006 |
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