The First Part of King Henry the Fourth: With the Life and Death of Henry, Surnamed HotspurYale University Press, 1917 - 148 pagina's |
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The First Part of King Henry the Fourth: With the Life and Death of Henry ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1917 |
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Anon arms art thou Bard Bardolph battle battle of Shrewsbury blood Bolingbroke Bridgenorth cousin coward cup of sack death devil Dost thou doth Doug Douglas Earl of Fife Eastcheap Enter Falstaff Exeunt Exit eyes faith Farewell father fear fight Fran Francis Gads Gadshill give Glend grace hanged Harry Percy hast thou hath hear heart honour horse Host Hostess Jack John of Lancaster Kate king's Lady Lord John Lord Mortimer majesty Manningtree Mordake Mort never night noble Northumberland Owen Glendower Peto plague play Poins Prince of Wales prisoners prithee rascal Richard rogue sayest Scene Scot Shakespeare shame Shrewsbury Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir John Oldcastle Sir Walter Blunt Sirrah speak sweet sword tell thee there's thou art thou hast to-morrow valiant vile villain Welsh wilt Worcester word Zounds
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Pagina 51 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the sooner it wears.
Pagina 90 - 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
Pagina 6 - Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not us, that are squires of the night's body, be called thieves of the day's beauty; let us be — Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon : And let men say, we be men of good government; being governed as the sea is, by our noble and chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we — steal, P.
Pagina 131 - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct.
Pagina 100 - 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.
Pagina 53 - If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked ! If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know, is damned : if to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord : banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins ; but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and, therefore more valiant, being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company: banish...
Pagina 14 - 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...
Pagina 12 - 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.
Pagina 58 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Pagina 19 - Imagination of some great exploit drives him beyond the bounds of patience. Hot. By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, to pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, or dive into the bottom of the deep, where fathom-line could never touch the ground and pluck up drowned...