 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 pagina’s
...your majesty. Either envy, therefore, or misprision, Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. 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 - 1837 - 516 pagina’s
...majesiy : Either envv, therefore, or mispn'sion It guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, 1 did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight...and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon mv sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly drcss'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pagina’s
...Holmedon took, Were, as he says, not with such strength denied As was deliver'd to your majesty. HOT. My liege I did deny no prisoners. But I remember,...bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest home. He was perfum'd like a milliner : And 'twixt his finger and his thumb... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...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,...bridegroom; and 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 pagina’s
...your majesty : Either envy, therefore, or misprision Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember,...bridegroom ; and 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... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1839 - 316 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...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...bridegroom, and 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... | |
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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 ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and... 
