 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 pages
...words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman!— His industry is—up-stairs, and down-stairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet...at a breakfast, washes his hands," and says to his wife,—Fie upon this quiet life! I want work. O my sweet Harry, says she, how many hast thou kilfd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 480 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman ! — His industry is — up-stairs, and down-stairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind,5 the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 488 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman ! — His industry is — up-stairs, and down-stairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind,5 the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 502 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! — His industry is — up-stairs, and down-stairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet...his hands, and says to his wife, — Fie upon this quiet life! I want work. O my sweet Harry, says she, how many hast thou kilfd to-day? Give my roan... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! — Flis industry is — up-stairs, and down-stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind,9 the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pages
...words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman !—His industry is—up-stairs, and down-stairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet...at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife,—Fye upon this quiet life! I want work. O, my street Harry, says she, how many hast thou killed... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 pages
...words Uian a parrot, and yet the son of a woman ! — His industry is — up-stairsand down-stairs; hi* eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hot-spur of the north; he (h.it kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 398 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman ! — His industry is — up stairs, and down stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet...his hands, and says to his wife — " Fie upon this quiet life! — I want work." — " O my sweet Harry," says she, " how many hast thou killed today?"... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 400 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman ! — His industry is — up stairs, and down stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet...his hands, and says to his wife — " Fie upon this quiet lite ! — I want work." — " O my sweet Harry," says she, " how many hast thou killed today?"... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 416 pages
...than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! — His industry is — up stairs, and down stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet...his hands, and says to his wife — " Fie upon this quiet life ! — I want work." — " O my sweet Harry," says she, " how many hast thou killed today?"... | |
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I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, — Fie upon this quiet life ! I want work. 
