 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 as a bridegroom ; and his chin,...  The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: King John ... - Pàgina 183per William Shakespeare - 1823Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pàgines
...to your majesty: Hither envy, therefore, or misprisioa Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hut. Shew'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home , He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pàgines
...earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! 36— v. 1. 181 I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new reap'd, Shew'd like a stubble land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1838 - 338 pàgines
...surrender : - My-liege, I did deny no prisoners, But I remember, when the fight was done, When I wat dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint,...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd, Shav'd like a stubble-land at harvest home. He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 pàgines
...Holmedon, Were, as he says, not with such strength denied, As is deliver'd to your majesty. [Hotspur.] My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember,...milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb, he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose. And still he smil'd and talk'd, And, as the soldiers... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 568 pàgines
...Harry Percy here at Holmedon took, Were, as he says, not with such strength denied As is delivered to your majesty. Either envy, therefore, or misprision,...my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reaped, Showed like a stubble-land at harvest home.1... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1839 - 316 pàgines
...king about the prisoners whom he had taken, and whom he had been accused of refusing to surrender : - My liege, I did deny no prisoners, But I remember,...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd, ShavM like a stubble-land at harvest home. He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 pàgines
...the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! 36— vl * Weaker. f Fallen. 181 I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box,*... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 572 pàgines
...envy, therefore, or misprision, Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. North. Yea, my good lord. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember,...my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reaped, Showed like a stubble-land at harvest home.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 pàgines
...remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and taint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord,...his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box,*... | |
 | Thomas Peregrine Courtenay - 1840 - 342 pàgines
...the creation of Shakspeare, to set oft' the character of that rough and impatient soldier. " Hotspur. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember,...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Shew'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home. He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger... | |
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