The Plays of Shakspeare, Band 5Doubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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... Maiesties Players , " and was printed by Thomas Creede , to whom the book , published in 1598 , had been entered at Stationers ' Hall on the 14th of May , 1594. Very probably it was first published in that year . Of the 1598 edition ...
... Maiesties Players , " and was printed by Thomas Creede , to whom the book , published in 1598 , had been entered at Stationers ' Hall on the 14th of May , 1594. Very probably it was first published in that year . Of the 1598 edition ...
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... Maiestie , héere is my Lord Maior , and the Sheriffe of London , to speak with your Maiestie . K. Hen . IV . Admit them to our presence . Enter the Maior and the Sheriffe . Now my good Lord Maior of London , The cause of my sending for ...
... Maiestie , héere is my Lord Maior , and the Sheriffe of London , to speak with your Maiestie . K. Hen . IV . Admit them to our presence . Enter the Maior and the Sheriffe . Now my good Lord Maior of London , The cause of my sending for ...
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... Maiesties sonne . And thus most humbly beséeching your Maiestie to thinke of our answere . Hen . IV . Stand aside vntill we haue further deliberated on your answere . Ah Harry , Harry , now thrice accursed Harry , That hath gotten a ...
... Maiesties sonne . And thus most humbly beséeching your Maiestie to thinke of our answere . Hen . IV . Stand aside vntill we haue further deliberated on your answere . Ah Harry , Harry , now thrice accursed Harry , That hath gotten a ...
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... Maiestie , he hath robbed a poore Carrier . Der . Heare you sir , marry it was one Dericke , Goodman Hoblings man of Kent . Hen . V. What wast thou butten - breech ? Of my word my Lord , he did it but in jest . Der . Heare you sir , is ...
... Maiestie , he hath robbed a poore Carrier . Der . Heare you sir , marry it was one Dericke , Goodman Hoblings man of Kent . Hen . V. What wast thou butten - breech ? Of my word my Lord , he did it but in jest . Der . Heare you sir , is ...
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... wil speake with you . Hen . IV . Who my sonne Harry ? Oxf . I and please your Maiestie . Hen . IV . I know wherefore he commeth , But looke that none come with him . Ocf . A verie disordered companie , and such as OF HENRY THE FIFTH . 167.
... wil speake with you . Hen . IV . Who my sonne Harry ? Oxf . I and please your Maiestie . Hen . IV . I know wherefore he commeth , But looke that none come with him . Ocf . A verie disordered companie , and such as OF HENRY THE FIFTH . 167.
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anon Archbishop Archbishop of York Bard Bardolph Battle of Shrewsbury blood Blunt brother captain Chief Justice cousin crown Davy dead death Dericke Doll dost doth Douglas Earl Eastcheap Enter Exeunt Exit faith father fear fellow France giue give Glend Glendower grace hand hang Harry Harry Percy hath haue head hear heart honour horse Host Hostess Hotspur Iohn Iudge Jack Kate King Henry King of England Lady look Lord chiefe Iustice Maiestie Marry Master Shallow merry Mortimer Mowb never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Peto Pist Poins pr'ythee pray Prince HENRY Prince JOHN Prince of Wales prisoners rascal Re-enter rogue sack SCENE Shal Shrewsbury Sir John Falstaff Sir John Oldcastle sonne soul speak stand sweet sword tell thee Theefe thou art thou hast thou shalt villain Westmoreland wilt Worcester word Zounds
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Seite 26 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. {Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world...
Seite 29 - 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 took 't away again ; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Seite 23 - I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife " Fie upon this quiet life ! I want work.
Seite 108 - God ! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, — Weary of solid firmness, — melt itself Into the sea ! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips ; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors ! 0, if this were seen, The happiest youth, — viewing his progress through, What perils past, what crosses to ensue, — Would shut the book, and sit him down...
Seite 27 - 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...
Seite 30 - 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 drums, and wounds, — God save the mark!— And telling me the sovereign's!
Seite 147 - 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.
Seite 146 - Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth : I better brook the loss of brittle life, Than those proud titles thou hast won of me ; They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword my flesh : But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop.
Seite 176 - The tide of blood in me Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now: Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea, Where it shall mingle with the state of floods, And flow henceforth in formal majesty.