| William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 368 pages
...Harry Percy here at 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....Show'd like a stubble land at harvest home. He was perfum'd like a milliner : And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet box, which ever and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pages
...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 pages
...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 - English language - 1838 - 338 pages
...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... | |
| Alexander Jamieson - English language - 1839 - 316 pages
...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 pages
...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 - 568 pages
...delivered to 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.1... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 572 pages
...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 pages
...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,*... | |
| Alexander Jamieson - English language - 1840 - 314 pages
...king ahout 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, Shav'd like a stubble-land at harvest home. He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his rmger... | |
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