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...industry is — up stairs, and down stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; he that...wife, — ' Fie upon this quiet life ! I want work.' — ' O my sweet Harry,' says she, ' how many hast thou killed to-day ? ' — ' Give my roan horse...

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...industry is — up-stairs and down-stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that...0 my sweet Harry," says she, " how many hast thou kill'd to-day ? " " Give my roan horse a drench," says he, and answers, " Some fourteen," an hour after...

...industry is — up-stairs, and down-stairs ; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet л breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, — '• Fie upon this quiet life ! 1 want work."...

...(Tamburlaine: Part One, 3.2.40-46) Hal translates it into the prosaic comedy of direct discourse: I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north, he that...his wife, "Fie upon this quiet life! I want work." "O my sweet Harry," says she, "how many hast thou kill'd today?" "Give my roan horse a drench," says...