FIRST PART OF KING HENRY IV.
Act i. Sc. 2.
'Tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a man to labor in his vocation.
Act i. Sc. 2.
He will give the devil his due.
Act i. Sc. 3.
And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,
He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
To bring a slovenly, unhandsome corse
Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Act i. Sc. 3.
By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
I know a trick worth two of that.
Act ii. Sc. 4.
Call you that backing of your friends? a plague upon such backing!
Act ii. Sc. 4.
A plague of sighing and grief! it blows a man up like a bladder.
Act ii. Sc. 4.
Give you a reason on compulsion! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.
Act ii. Sc. 4.
I was a coward on instinct.
Act ii. Sc. 4.
No more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me.
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Glen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man: But will they come when you do call for them?
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Tell truth and shame the devil.
Act iii. Sc. 1.
I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew,
Than one of these same meter ballad-mongers.
Act iii. Sc. 3.
Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn?
Act v. Sc. 4.
I could have better spared a better man.
Act v. Sc. 4.
The better part of valor is—discretion.
Act v. Sc. 4.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying! I grant you, I was down, and out of breath; and so was he: but we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock.