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Harry Percy is a creation of the first order ; and our favourite harebrained Prince
of Wales , in whom mirthful pleasantry and midnight dissipation are mixed up with
heroic dignity and generous feeling , is a rival worthy of him . Owen Glendower ...
Harry Percy is a creation of the first order ; and our favourite harebrained Prince
of Wales , in whom mirthful pleasantry and midnight dissipation are mixed up with
heroic dignity and generous feeling , is a rival worthy of him . Owen Glendower ...
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There is a thing , Harry , which thou hast often heard of , and it is known to many
in our land by the name of pitch : this pitch , as ancient writers do report , doth
defile ; so doth the company thou keepest : for , Harry , now I do not speak to thee
in ...
There is a thing , Harry , which thou hast often heard of , and it is known to many
in our land by the name of pitch : this pitch , as ancient writers do report , doth
defile ; so doth the company thou keepest : for , Harry , now I do not speak to thee
in ...
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If I mistake not , thou art Harry Monmouth . P. Hen . Thou speak'st as if I would
deny my name . Hot . My name is Harry Percy . P. Hen . Why , then I see A very
valiant rebel of the name . I am the prince of Wales ; and think not , Percy , To
share ...
If I mistake not , thou art Harry Monmouth . P. Hen . Thou speak'st as if I would
deny my name . Hot . My name is Harry Percy . P. Hen . Why , then I see A very
valiant rebel of the name . I am the prince of Wales ; and think not , Percy , To
share ...
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... Prince Harry slain outright ; and both the Blunts Killd by the hand of Douglas :
young prince John , And Westmoreland , and Stafford , fled the field ; And Harry
Monmouth's brawn , the hulk Sir John , Is prisoner to your son : 0 , such a day , So
...
... Prince Harry slain outright ; and both the Blunts Killd by the hand of Douglas :
young prince John , And Westmoreland , and Stafford , fled the field ; And Harry
Monmouth's brawn , the hulk Sir John , Is prisoner to your son : 0 , such a day , So
...
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Brothers , you mix your sadness with some fear ; This is the English , not the
Turkish court ; Not Amurath an Amuratho succeeds , But Harry Harry : Yet be sad
, good brothers , For , to speak truth , it very well becomes you ; Sorrow so royally
in ...
Brothers , you mix your sadness with some fear ; This is the English , not the
Turkish court ; Not Amurath an Amuratho succeeds , But Harry Harry : Yet be sad
, good brothers , For , to speak truth , it very well becomes you ; Sorrow so royally
in ...
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 134 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. {Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd 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, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Página 34 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Página 313 - 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...
Página 310 - 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 eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 34 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement or pelting farm...
Página 233 - 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.
Página 488 - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd : This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he, to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er...
Página 396 - Whose high, upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder. Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts: Into a thousand parts divide one man And make imaginary puissance. Think , when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Página 174 - Should I turn upon the true prince? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules : but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life I, for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
Página 440 - 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.