Shakespeare's First Part of King Henry IVJ.M. Dent and Company, 1897 - 162 lappuses |
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Anon arms art thou Bard Bardolph battle of Shrewsbury blood brother cousin coward devil dost thou doth Doug Douglas Earl of Fife Eastcheap Enter Hotspur Exeunt Exit faith Farewell father fear fight Fran Francis Gads Gadshill give Glend Glendower grace hanged Harry Percy hast thou hath head hear Henry IV honour horse Host Hostess humour John of Lancaster King Henry Lady Lollard look Lord John Mort never night noble Northumberland Peto plague play Poins pray Prince of Wales prisoners prithee Quarto rascal Re-enter rogue sack sayest Scene Scot Shrewsbury Sir John Falstaff Sir John Fastolf Sir John Oldcastle Sir Walter Blunt Sirrah speak sweet sword tavern tell thee there's thieves thou art king thou hast to-morrow tongue true valiant villain Welsh Worcester word Zounds
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118. lappuse - 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 4. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? He that died o
13. lappuse - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked 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...
16. lappuse - Took it in snuff ; and still he smiled and talk'd, And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
62. lappuse - Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company ; banish plump Jack, and banish all the world.
47. lappuse - 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.
49. lappuse - Go thy ways, old Jack ; die when thou wilt, if manhood, good manhood, be not forgot upon the face of the earth, then am I a shotten herring. There live not three good men unhanged in England ; and one of them is fat, and grows old : God help the while ! a bad world, I say.
118. lappuse - 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.
7. lappuse - 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.
59. lappuse - 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.
100. lappuse - 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.