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The Dramatic works of W. Shakespeare, from the text of Johnson, Steevens, and Reed; with a biographical memoir and summary remarks on each play embellished with a portrait of Shakespeare - Softcover
Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1829 Excerpt: ...and our gilt, are all besmirch'd With rainy marching in the painful field; There's not a piece of feather in our host, (Good argument, I hope, we shall not fly,) And time hath worn us into slovenry: But, by the mass, our hearts are in tin' trim: And my poor soldiers tell me--yet ere night They'll be in fresher robes; or they will pluck The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers' heads, And turn them out of service. If they do this, (As, if (iod please, they shutl,) my ransome then Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy labour; Come thou no more for ransome, gentle herald; They shall have none, I swear, but these my joints: Which if they have aj I will leave 'em to them, Shall yield them little, tell the Constable. Mont. I shall, king Harry. And so fare thee well: Thou never shalt hear herald any more. Exit. K.Hen. I fear, thou It ouce more come again for Enter the Duke of Vork. York. My lord, most humbly on my knee I beg The leading of the award. K. Hen. Take it, brave York.--Now, soldiers, march away:--And how thou pleasest, God, dispose the day! Exeunt. Scene IV--The Field of Battie. A/arums. Excursions. Enter French Soldier, Pistol, and Boy. Pist. Yield, cur. Fr. Sol. Je pense, que vous estes le gentilhomme de bonne qualite. Pist. Quality, call yon me?--Constnie me, art thou a gentleman? What is thy name? discuss. Fr. Sol. 0 seigneur Dieu! Pist. O signieur Dew should be a gentleman:--Perpend my words, O signieur Dew, and mark;--O signieur Dew, thou dieston point of fox, Except; O signieur, thou do give to me Egregious ransome. moy I Fr. Sot. O, preiiez misericorde!ayes pitii d Pist. Moy shall not serve, I will hare forty moys:--For I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat, In drops of crimson blood. de tonbrasT Fr. Sol. Est il impossible deschapper la ...
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