Author: William Shakespeare
Publisher: General Books
ISBN: 9781458915405
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 278
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1855. Excerpt: ... Pitt. Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of heart, Of buxom valor, hath, --by cruel fate, And giddy fortune's furious, fickle wheel, That goddess blind, That stands upon the rolling, restless stone, --Flu. By your patience, ancient Pistol. Fortune is painted plind, with a muffler before her eyes, to signify to you that fortune is plind. And she is painted also with a wheel, to signify to you, which is the moral of it, that she is turning, and inconstant, and variations, and mutabilities; and her foot, look you, is fixed upon a spherical stone, which rolls, and rolls, and rolls.--In good truth, the poet is make a most excellent description of fortune; fortune, look you, is an excellent moral. Pist. Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frowns on him; For he hath stolen a pix, and hanged must 'a be. A damned death! Let gallows gape for dog, let man go free, And let not hemp his windpipe suffocate. But Exeter hath given the doom of death, For pix of little price. Therefore, go speak; the duke will hear thy voice; And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut / With edge of penny cord, and vile reproach. Speak, captain, for his life, and I will thee requite. flu. Ancient Pistol, I do partly understand your meaning. Pist. Why then rejoice therefore. Flu. Certainly, ancient, it is not a thing to rejoice at; for if, look you, he were my brother, I would desire the duke to use his goot pleasure, and put him to executions; for disciplines ought to be used. Pist. Die and be damned; and figo for thy friendship! Flu. It is well. Pist. The fig of Spain! Exit PISTOL. Flu. Very good. Gow. Why this is an arrant counterfeit rascal. I remember him now; a bawd; a cutpurse. Flu. I'll assure you, 'a uttered as prave 'ords at the pridge, as you shall see in a summer's day. But it is very...
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare
Author: William Shakespeare