The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, المجلد 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Another Room in the Palace . Enter HENRY Prince of Wales , and FALSTAFF . Fal . Now , Hal , what time of day is it , lad ? P. Hen . Thou art so fat - witted , with drinking of old sack , and unbuttoning ...
... Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same . Another Room in the Palace . Enter HENRY Prince of Wales , and FALSTAFF . Fal . Now , Hal , what time of day is it , lad ? P. Hen . Thou art so fat - witted , with drinking of old sack , and unbuttoning ...
الصفحة 20
... Exeunt King HENRY , BLUNT , and Train . Hot . And if the devil come and roar for them , I will not send them : -I will after straight , And tell him so ; for I will ease my heart , Although it be with hazard of my head . North . What ...
... Exeunt King HENRY , BLUNT , and Train . Hot . And if the devil come and roar for them , I will not send them : -I will after straight , And tell him so ; for I will ease my heart , Although it be with hazard of my head . North . What ...
الصفحة 26
... Farewell , good brother : we shall thrive , I trust . Hot . Uncle , adieu : -O , let the hours be short , Till fields , and blows , and groans applaud our sport ! [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I.- Rochester . An Inn Yard 26 ACT I. FIRST PART ...
... Farewell , good brother : we shall thrive , I trust . Hot . Uncle , adieu : -O , let the hours be short , Till fields , and blows , and groans applaud our sport ! [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I.- Rochester . An Inn Yard 26 ACT I. FIRST PART ...
الصفحة 28
... Exeunt Carriers . Gads . What , ho ! chamberlain ! Cham . [ Within . ] At hand , quoth pick - purse . Gads . That's even as fair as at hand , quoth the cham- 3 berlain : for thou variest no more from picking of 28 ACT 11 . FIRST PART OF.
... Exeunt Carriers . Gads . What , ho ! chamberlain ! Cham . [ Within . ] At hand , quoth pick - purse . Gads . That's even as fair as at hand , quoth the cham- 3 berlain : for thou variest no more from picking of 28 ACT 11 . FIRST PART OF.
الصفحة 30
... Exeunt . Enter Prince HENRY , and POINS ; BARDOLPH and PETO , at some distance . Poins . Come , shelter , shelter ; I have removed Fal- staff's horse , and he frets like a gummed velvet . P. Hen . Stand close . Enter FALSTAFF . Fal ...
... Exeunt . Enter Prince HENRY , and POINS ; BARDOLPH and PETO , at some distance . Poins . Come , shelter , shelter ; I have removed Fal- staff's horse , and he frets like a gummed velvet . P. Hen . Stand close . Enter FALSTAFF . Fal ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
anon Archbishop of York arms art thou Bard Bardolph blood Blunt brother captain Colevile Constable of France cousin crown Davy dead devil dost doth Douglas duke duke of Burgundy earl Eastcheap England English Enter King HENRY Exeunt Exit Falstaff father fear Fluellen France French friends give Glend Glendower GLOSTER grace Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host Hostess i'faith Jack Kate Kath knave Lady liege look lord majesty master Shallow Mortimer Mowb never night noble Northumberland numbers peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pr'ythee pray Prince JOHN prince of Wales rascal Re-enter rogue sack SCENE Scroop Shal sir John sir John Falstaff soldier speak sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast tongue unto villain Westmoreland wilt
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الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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
الصفحة 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?
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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!
الصفحة 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.