| Orson Welles - 2001 - 342 pages
...dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fadom line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drown'd honour by the locks, So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities; Five Kings 193 But out upon this half-faced fellowship! Good cousin, give me audience for a while.2... | |
| Victor L. Cahn - 2001 - 380 pages
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| William Shakespeare - 2002 - 186 pages
...exploit Drives him beyond the bounds of patience. Hotspur By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap 200 To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon, Or...locks, So he that doth redeem her thence might wear 205 Without corrival all her dignities. But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship ! Worcester He apprehends... | |
| Hugh Grady - 2002 - 320 pages
...celebrated speech: By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line...thence might wear, Without corrival, all her dignities. But out upon this half-faced fellowship! (1.3.199-206) " Graham Holderness, Shakespeare's History (New... | |
| Leslie O'Dell - 2002 - 442 pages
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| George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 396 pages
...extravagance: By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And...thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities! (i Henry IP, i. iii. 20 1) Two 'honours' may often be opposed to each other. All is, superficially,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1989 - 1286 pages
...leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fadom-line is mettle. SILENCE. Who, I? I have been merry twice...of leather-coats for you. [Setting them before BA But out upon this half-faced fellowship! EARL OF WORCESTER. He apprehends a world of figures here,... | |
| Gail Bush - 2003 - 172 pages
...pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned...thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities... — Shakespeare, 1 Henry IV, Act I, Scene III So muses Hotspur in The First Part of the History of... | |
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