 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 σελίδες
...'know you what Ч is you speak I Fal. My King ; my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers : How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane : But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 470 σελίδες
...wits? know you what 't is you speak? Fal. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man , So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 348 σελίδες
...; know you what 't is you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surteit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 σελίδες
...wits? know you what *tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart! King. I know spirit. Claud. lie is a very proper man. li. Pedro. He hath indeed a good outwar jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | 1916 - 880 σελίδες
...magnanimity is to be found in Henry's treatment of Falstaff, whom he casts off with the words: I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! But even in this painful scene mercy tempers judgment. Provision is made for his banished comrades.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 592 σελίδες
...? know you what 'tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane'; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 736 σελίδες
...? know you what 'tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know , And here the smug and silver Trent shall run, In a new channel, fair and evenl jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 σελίδες
...know you what 'tis you speak ' /'...'. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 580 σελίδες
...his companions address the king in the same manner, ana are dismissed as in this play. King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane ;' But,... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1850 - 582 σελίδες
...bid me remember mine end." lie revolted at the idea of patching up his old body for heaven. I know thee not, old man; fall to thy prayers: How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man, But being awake, I do despise my dream. So surfeit-swell'd,... | |
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I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! 
