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King Henry IV., Part I., continued.]

O monstrous! but one half-pennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack!

Act ii. Sc. 4.

Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth
In strange eruptions.

Act iii. Sc. I.

I am not in the roll of common men.

Act iii. Sc. I.

Glen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them? Act iii. Sc. 1.

O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil.

Act iii. Sc. I.

I had rather be a kitten and cry mew,
Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers.

Act iii. Sc. I.

But, in the way of bargain, mark ye me,

I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.

Act iii. Sc. I.

A good mouth-filling oath.

Act iii. Sc. I.

A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

An I have not forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I am a pepper-corn.

Act iii. Sc. 3.

Act iii. Sc. 3.

Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn?

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I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd,
Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,
And vaulted with such ease into his seat,
As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,
To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus,

And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Act iv. Sc. I.

The cankers of a calm world and a long peace. Act iv. S. 2.

A mad fellow met me on the way, and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets, and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I'll not march through Coventry with them, that's flat: nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had gyves on; for, indeed, I had the most of them out of prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and the half-shirt is two napkins, tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves.

Act iv. Sc. 2.

Food for powder, food for powder; they'll fill a pit as well as better.

Act iv. Sc. 2.

King Henry IV., Part I., continued.]

I would it were bedtime, Hal, and all well.

Honour pricks me on.

Act v. Sc. I.

Yea, but how if hon

our prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? No. What is honour? A word. What is that word, honour? Air. A trim reckoning. A trim reckoning. Who hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel

it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it: therefore, I'll none of it: honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.

Act v. Sc. I.

Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.

Act v. Sc. 4

I could have better spared a better man.

Act v. Sc. 4.

The better part of valour is discretion.

Act v. Sc. 4.

Lord, lord, how this world is given to lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath, and so was he; but we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock.

Act v. Sc. 4.

Purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly.

Act v. Sc. 4.

KING HENRY IV., PART II.

Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,
So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,
Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,
And would have told him, half his Troy was

burn'd.

Act i. Sc. I.

Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news
Hath but a losing office; and his tongue
Sounds ever after as a sullen bell,
Remember'd knolling a departed friend.

Act i. Sc. I.

I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. Act i. Sc. 2.

Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time.

Acti. Sc. 2.

We that are in the vaward of our youth.

Acti. Sc. 2.

For my voice, I have lost it with hollaing

and singing of anthems.

Act i. Sc. 2.

If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle.

I'll tickle your catastrophe.

Act i. Sc. 2.

Act ii. Sc. I.

He hath eaten me out of house and home.

Thus we play the fools with the

spirits of the wise sit in the clouds

Act ii. Sc. 1.

time, and the

and mock us.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

King Henry IV., Part II., continued.]

He was, indeed, the glass

Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Sleep! O gentle sleep!

Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?

Act iii. Sc. I.

With all appliances and means to boot.

Act iii. Sc. I.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

Act iii. Sc. I.

Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all:
How a good yoke of bullocks at
Act iii. Sc. 2.

all shall die. Stamford fair?

Accommodated: that is, when a man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man isbeing whereby he may be thought to be accommodated; which is an excellent thing.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Let that suffice, most forcible Feeble.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

We have heard the chimes at midnight.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Like a man made after supper of a cheeseparing when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

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