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O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention! |
| King Henry V. Prologue. |
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Consideration, like an angel, came And whipped the offending Adam out of him. |
| King Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1. |
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Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter: that when he speaks, The air, a chartered libertine, is still. |
| King Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1. |
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| Base is the slave that pays. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
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| Even at the turning o the tide. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
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| His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a babbled of green fields. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
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| As cold as any stone. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
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Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4. |
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there s nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger: Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
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| And sheathed their swords for lack of argument. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
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I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 12 |
| I would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
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| Men of few words are the best men. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
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I thought upon one pair of English legs Did march three Frenchmen. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 6. |
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| You may as well say, that s a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 7. 1 |
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The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each others watch; Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames Each battle sees the others umbered face; Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the nights dull ear, and from the tents The armourers, accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, 2 Give dreadful note of preparation. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Prologue. |
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There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
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| Every subjects duty is the kings; but every subjects soul is his own. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
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| That s a perilous shot out of an elder-gun. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
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Who with a body filled and vacant mind Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
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| Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
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But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
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This day is called the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
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Then shall our names, Familiar in his mouth 3 as household words, Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester, Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
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| We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 26 |
| There is a river in Macedon; and there is also moreover a river at Monmouth;
and there is salmons in both. |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 7. |
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| An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England! |
| King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 8. |
| 28 |
| There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things. |
| King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 29 |
| By this leek, I will most horribly revenge: I eat and eat, I swear. |
| King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 30 |
| All hell shall stir for this. |
| King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 31 |
| If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good fellows. |
| King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 2. |