 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 plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy ... - Page 203by William Shakespeare - 1811Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 pages
...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 with rage, and extreme toil,...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 pages
...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,...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, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - English drama - 1839 - 490 pages
...deliver'd to your majesty. [Hotspur.] My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,...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 - English language - 1839 - 316 pages
...accused of refusing to surrender : - My liege, I did deny no prisoners, But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,...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 - 1839 - 568 pages
...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,...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
...son. North. Yea, my good lord. 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,...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.... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - English language - 1840 - 314 pages
...accused of refusing to surrender : - My liege, I did deny no prisoners, But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 472 pages
...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,...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 - 1842 - 594 pages
...and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin,...milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box6, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 pages
...and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin,...milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box6, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when... | |
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