The Temple Shakespeare, Volume 10, Part 2J.M. Dent and Company, 1902 |
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Amurath Arch Archbishop Bard bear beseech blood brother Bullcalf captain censer Clar Colevile comes COSTERMONGER cousin Davy dead death death rock Doll dost doth earl Enter Falstaff Exeunt Exit faith Fang father fear fellow friends give Glou grace grief Harry Hast hath head hear heart hither honest honour Host hostess Induct John of Lancaster knave look Lord Bardolph Lord Chief Justice Lord Hastings Lord Mowbray Lord of Westmoreland lordship majesty marry Master Shallow merry Mistress Mouldy Mowb Mowbray naked weapons night Northumberland peace Pist Pistol Poins pray thee prick Prince Henry Prince John Q.'s blunder rascal Re-enter rogue Scene Shal Shrewsbury sick Sir Dagonet Sir John Falstaff Sir John Oldcastle speak spirit swaggerers sweet sword Tearsheet tell there's thine thing thou art tongue troth unto Wart Warwick West whoreson wo't word
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Page 13 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me : the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing that tends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented on me : I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Page 108 - Of mediation, after I am dead, Between his greatness and thy other brethren: Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love, Nor...
Page 129 - It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one of another : therefore let men take heed of their company.
Page 66 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids 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 perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody?
Page 124 - To lead out many to the Holy Land; Lest rest, and lying still, might make them look Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry, Be it thy course, to busy giddy minds With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out, May waste the memory of the former days.
Page 147 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
Page 123 - God knows, my son, By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways I met this crown; and I myself know well How troublesome it sat upon my head.
Page 34 - Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly ? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us she had a good dish of prawns ; whereby thou didst desire to eat some, whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound...
Page 67 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the shipboy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds...
Page 33 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt* goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a seacoal fire, on Wednesday in Whitsun-week, when the prince broke thy head for liking his father* to a singing-man of Windsor ; thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady thy wife.