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" But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat... "
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: From the Text of Johnson ..., Tập 1

William Shakespeare - 1825 - 508 trang
...therefore, or misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh...

The Laughing Philosopher: Being the Entire Works of Momus, Jester of Olympus ...

John Bull - 1825 - 782 trang
...their paying all costs, they were allowed to begin again, tic novo. HOTSPURS DESCRIPTION Oí A FOP. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon mv sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh...

King Richard II. King Henry IV, part 1. King Henry IV, part 2. Henry V

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 560 trang
...therefore, or misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, 2 Frontier is said, anciently to have meant forehead, to prove which the following quotation has been...

Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical ..., Tập 4

1826 - 508 trang
...such strength denied, As is deliver'd to your Majesty. Hot. (R.) My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh...

The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and ..., Tập 4

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 514 trang
...frontier — ] Frontier was anciently used for forehead. 3 You have good leave—] ie our ready assent. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh...

A Grammar of Rhetoric and Polite Literature: Comprehending the Principles of ...

Alexander Jamieson - 1826 - 320 trang
...prisoners, But I rememher, when the hght was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breath 1en and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress,tl, Fresh as a hridegroom ; and 1m chin new rcap,d, Shav,d like a stuhhle-land at harvest home....

The Plays of William Shakspeare, Tập 11-12

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 996 trang
...prisoners. But, I remember, when the 6ght was done, I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless ke a Robin-rcd-brcast ; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence ; dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home...

The Beauties of Shakspeare Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General ...

William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 trang
...COURTIER. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest home;...

An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors

J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 trang
...clenched hand, And shout of loud defiance pours, And shook his gauntlet at the towers. SCOTT. :• I do remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil. Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd. Fresh...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from ..., Tập 1

William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 trang
...therefore, or misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil. Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dresi'd, Fresh...




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