Shakespeare's plays for schools, abridged and annotated by C.M. Yonge. (Standards vi and vii). [5 pt. Henry iv. pts. 1 and 2; Henry v; Richard ii and Julius Caesar].National Society's Depository, 1883 |
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Anon arms art thou Bard BARDOLPH battle blood brother cousin coward death Dost thou doth Doug Douglas earl earl of Fife Eastcheap England Enter FALSTAFF Enter HOTSPUR Exeunt Exit faith Farewell father fear fight Fran Francis friends Gadshill Glend Harry Percy hast thou hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host Hostess Jack John of Lancaster king's lads Lady lord Mort Mortimer never night Northumberland Owen Glendower Peto plague PRINCE and POINS PRINCE JOHN prince of Wales prisoners prithee ransom rascal Re-enter rebels Richard Richard II RICHARD VERNON rogue SCENE Scot Shakespeare shame sheriff Shrewsbury sir John SIR JOHN FALSTAFF Sir Walter Blunt Sirrah soldiers speak sweet sword tell thee there's thieves thou art thou hast to-morrow uncle villain Welsh Westmoreland WORCESTER and VERNON word
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Page 12 - Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; 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...
Page 13 - Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ; And that it was great pity, so it was, That villanous saltpetre 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.
Page 17 - 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.
Page 12 - He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Page 10 - So, when this loose behaviour 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 ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, 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.
Page 35 - No; were I at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion ! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I. P.
Page 46 - 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.
Page 80 - Honour ? Air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? He that died o' 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.
Page 67 - 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 10 - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work ; But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come, And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. So, when this loose behaviour 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 ; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation...