 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 str.
...misprsion Is guilty of this fault, and not my «on. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. B'rt, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom : and his chin, new r?ap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 str.
...such strength denied, As was delivered to your Majesty. Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners: But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry...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.... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 str.
...lord, neat, trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reaped, Showed like a stubble-land at harvest home. He was perfumed like a milliner;...his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose! and still he smiled, and talked; And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He called... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1832 - 310 str.
...Extract from Shakepeare. King Henry IV.— Act 1— Scene 3. MY liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, 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 ;f He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 522 str.
...misprision Is guilty of 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...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,2... | |
 | 1833 - 396 str.
...the EARL OF WESTMORELAND, are portraits. в2 I. HOTSPUR after the battle at Holmedon. " HOTS. ... 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 str.
...when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, loaning re I left Olivia sleeping. Sir To. Fire and brimstone! Fab. O, peace, peace ! Mai. rcap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 str.
...misprision, Is guilty of 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...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.'... | |
 | Edward Duke - 1837 - 686 str.
...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...his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ;" nor ought we to be amazed, that this made Hotspur " mad,... | |
 | Edward Duke - 1837 - 686 str.
...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...his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ;" nor ought we to be amazed, that this made Hotspur " mad,... | |
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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... 
