 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...  The Family Shakspeare ... in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text ... - Strana 115podľa William Shakespeare - 1825Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - Počet stránok 576
...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 - 1851 - Počet stránok 408
...a skill; Redeeming time, when men think least I will. HOTSPUR'S DESCRIPTION OF A FINICAL COURTIKB. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was...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 - 1851 - Počet stránok 744
...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.... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1851 - Počet stránok 442
...forever ; As if two suns should meet in one meridian, And strive in fiery combat for the passage ANGER. 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 - 1851 - Počet stránok 544
...to your majesty : Either envy, therefore, or misprision0, Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. HOT. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember,...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly d dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land... | |
 | Thomas Carter - 1912 - Počet stránok 332
...been laid before the King, but the high-spirited young soldier took the matter into his own hands. ) " My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember,...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home... | |
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1913 - Počet stránok 640
...deliver'd 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,...harvest-home: He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his ringer and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away... | |
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1913 - Počet stránok 632
...deliver'd 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,...harvest-home: He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twbtt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took... | |
 | Claude Moore Fuess - 1914 - Počet stránok 372
...teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. HOTSPUR'S DEFENCE0 MY liege, I did deny no prisoners. S But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd 10 Show'd like a stubble-land at... | |
 | Gertrude Elizabeth Johnson - 1920 - Počet stránok 444
...prince and Monsieur Love ! I will hide me in the arbor. Much Ado About Nothing. Act II. — -Scene III. MY liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember,...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress 'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap 'd Show'd like a stubble-land at... | |
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