Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... Speak foftly , or the lofs of thofe great town's Will make him burst his lead , and rife from death . Glow : Is Paris loft , and + ' Orléans yielded up ? If Henry were recall'd to life again , Thefe news would cause him once more yield ...
... Speak foftly , or the lofs of thofe great town's Will make him burst his lead , and rife from death . Glow : Is Paris loft , and + ' Orléans yielded up ? If Henry were recall'd to life again , Thefe news would cause him once more yield ...
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... Speak , fhall I call her in ? believe my words , For they are certain and infallible . Dau . Go call her in ; but first to try her skill , Reignier , ftand thou as Dauphin in my place ; Queftion her proudly , let thy looks be ftern : By ...
... Speak , fhall I call her in ? believe my words , For they are certain and infallible . Dau . Go call her in ; but first to try her skill , Reignier , ftand thou as Dauphin in my place ; Queftion her proudly , let thy looks be ftern : By ...
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... Speak , Salisbury ; at least if thou can'st speak ; How far'ft thou , mirror of all martial men ? One of thy eyes and thy cheeks fide struck off ! Accurfed tow'r , accursed fatal hand That hath contriv'd this woful tragedy ! In thirteen ...
... Speak , Salisbury ; at least if thou can'st speak ; How far'ft thou , mirror of all martial men ? One of thy eyes and thy cheeks fide struck off ! Accurfed tow'r , accursed fatal hand That hath contriv'd this woful tragedy ! In thirteen ...
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... speak with him ? Me . The virtuous Lady , Countefs of Auvergne , With modefty admiring thy renown , By me intreats , great Lord , thou would'ft vouchsafe To vifit her poor caftle where the lyes ; That she may boaft fhe hath beheld the ...
... speak with him ? Me . The virtuous Lady , Countefs of Auvergne , With modefty admiring thy renown , By me intreats , great Lord , thou would'ft vouchsafe To vifit her poor caftle where the lyes ; That she may boaft fhe hath beheld the ...
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... Speak , firrah , when you should ; Muft your bold verdict enter talk with Lords ? Elfe would I have a fling at Winchester . K. Henry . Uncles of Glofter and of Winchester , The fpecial watchmen of our English weal ; I would prevail , if ...
... Speak , firrah , when you should ; Muft your bold verdict enter talk with Lords ? Elfe would I have a fling at Winchester . K. Henry . Uncles of Glofter and of Winchester , The fpecial watchmen of our English weal ; I would prevail , if ...
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againſt Alarum Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf felves fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Protector Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand unto Warwick whofe
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