 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, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom...  A Literary History of the English People from the Origins to the Civil War - Page 307by Jean Jules Jusserand - 1926Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 pages
...fault, and not my son. Hot. My liege, 1 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 mv sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly drcss'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pages
...deliver'd to your majesty. 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, Breathless...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd. Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pages
...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 with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new reap'd, Shew'd like a stubble land at harvest-home... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pages
...fault, and not my son. Hut. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Shew'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 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,...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd, Shav'd like a stubble-land at harvest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 pages
...find not my son. Hot. Л1у liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the tight was done, orces below. Enter Мну HENKY and Ais Train. K. Htn. How yet resolves the gover я word. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as n bridegroom ; and his chin, new... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 572 pages
...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, Breathless...leaning upon 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 pages
...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, Breathless...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble land at harvest... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 pages
...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, Breathless...leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home... | |
 | Thomas Peregrine Courtenay - 1840 - 342 pages
...impatient soldier. " 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, Breathless...leaning upon my sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Shew'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.... | |
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