The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, Bind 5 |
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againſt anfwer art thou Bard Bardolph blood brother Captain Cath Colevile coufin Dauphin defire doft doth Duke Duke of Burgundy England Engliſh Enter Exet Exeunt Exit fack faid Falſtaff father fear feem fhall fhew fhould fince foldiers fome foul fpeak fpirit France French ftand fuch fwear fweet fword give Gower Grace Harfleur Harry hath hear heart Heav'n Henry IV himſelf Hoft Hoftefs honour horfe horſe Johnſon Juft Kate King Henry Lady Lancaſter Liege Lord Lord of Westmorland Mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never night noble Northumberland numbers peace Percy Pift Piſtol pleaſe Poins pow'r pr'ythee pray prefent Prince Prince of Wales purpoſe rafcal reafon SCENE Shal ſhall Sir John ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand unto uſe Weft Weftmorland whofe
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Side 79 - 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 that word, honour? air. A trim reckoning! — Who hath it? he that died o
Side 79 - 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.
Side 205 - Obedience : for so work the honey bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The art of order to a peopled kingdom : They have a king, and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home...
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Side 47 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.