The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, 4권Carpenter and Son, 1814 |
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... Pist . ' Save you , sir John ! Fal . Welcome , ancient Pistol . Here , Pistol , I charge you with a cup of sack : do you discharge upon mine hostess . Pist . I will discharge upon her , sir John , with two bullets . Fal . She is pistol ...
... Pist . ' Save you , sir John ! Fal . Welcome , ancient Pistol . Here , Pistol , I charge you with a cup of sack : do you discharge upon mine hostess . Pist . I will discharge upon her , sir John , with two bullets . Fal . She is pistol ...
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... Pist . Not I : I tell thee what , corporal Bardolph ; -I could tear her : -I'll be revenged on her . Page . Pray thee , go down . Pist . I'll see her damned first ; -to Pluto's damned lake , to the infernal deep , with Erebus and ...
... Pist . Not I : I tell thee what , corporal Bardolph ; -I could tear her : -I'll be revenged on her . Page . Pray thee , go down . Pist . I'll see her damned first ; -to Pluto's damned lake , to the infernal deep , with Erebus and ...
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... Pist . Then feed , and be fat , my fair Calipolis : Come , give's some sack . Si fortuna me tormenta , sperato me ... Pist . Sweet knight , I kiss thy neif : What ! we have seen the seven stars . Doll . Thrust him down stairs ; I cannot ...
... Pist . Then feed , and be fat , my fair Calipolis : Come , give's some sack . Si fortuna me tormenta , sperato me ... Pist . Sweet knight , I kiss thy neif : What ! we have seen the seven stars . Doll . Thrust him down stairs ; I cannot ...
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... Pist . God save you , sir John ! Fal . What wind blew you hither , Pistol ? Pist . Not the ill wind which blows no man to good . -Sweet knight , thou art now one of the greatest men in the realm . Sil . By'r lady , I think ' a be ; but ...
... Pist . God save you , sir John ! Fal . What wind blew you hither , Pistol ? Pist . Not the ill wind which blows no man to good . -Sweet knight , thou art now one of the greatest men in the realm . Sil . By'r lady , I think ' a be ; but ...
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... Pist . As nail in door : the things I speak are just . Fal . Away , Bardolph ; saddle ury horse . - Master Robert Shallow , choose what office thou wilt in the land , ' tis thine . - Pistol , I will double - charge thee with dignities ...
... Pist . As nail in door : the things I speak are just . Fal . Away , Bardolph ; saddle ury horse . - Master Robert Shallow , choose what office thou wilt in the land , ' tis thine . - Pistol , I will double - charge thee with dignities ...
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Alarum arms art thou Bard Bardolph bear blood Cade canst captain cousin crown dauphin dead death Doll dost doth duke duke of Burgundy duke of York earl England English Enter KING HENRY Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fight France French friends give Gloster grace hand Harfleur Harry hath head hear heart heaven honour horse Host Jack Cade Kath lady liege live look lord lord protector majesty master Mortimer ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pr'ythee pray prince prince of Wales Pucelle queen Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET Salisbury SCENE Shal Shallow shame sir John sir John Falstaff Sirrah soldiers Somerset soul speak Suff Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue traitor uncle unto valiant Warwick Westmoreland word York
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94 페이지 - 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?
39 페이지 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings, lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
77 페이지 - 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
60 페이지 - To-morrow is Saint Crispian: " Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
38 페이지 - With deaf'ning clamours 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 ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
48 페이지 - I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.
68 페이지 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm; in erecting a grammar-school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
41 페이지 - 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...
21 페이지 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child ; a' parted even just between twelve and one. even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
12 페이지 - 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...