The Works of Shakespear: King Henry VI, pt. II-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... father . [ Lets fall the paper . K. Henry . Uncle , how now ? Glou . Pardon me , gracious lord ; Some fudden qualm hath struck me to the heart , And damn'd mine eyes , that I can read no further . K. Henry . Uncle of Winchester , I pray ...
... father . [ Lets fall the paper . K. Henry . Uncle , how now ? Glou . Pardon me , gracious lord ; Some fudden qualm hath struck me to the heart , And damn'd mine eyes , that I can read no further . K. Henry . Uncle of Winchester , I pray ...
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... father , Maine is loft ; That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , And would have kept , fo long as breath did laft : Main chance , father , you meant ; but I meant Maine , Which I will win from France , or elfe be flain . [ Ex ...
... father , Maine is loft ; That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , And would have kept , fo long as breath did laft : Main chance , father , you meant ; but I meant Maine , Which I will win from France , or elfe be flain . [ Ex ...
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... father's lands ; Till Suffolk gave two Dukedoms for his daughter ! Suf . Madam , myself have lim'd a bush for her , And plac'd a quire of fuch enticing birds , That he will light to liften to their lays ; And And never mount to trouble ...
... father's lands ; Till Suffolk gave two Dukedoms for his daughter ! Suf . Madam , myself have lim'd a bush for her , And plac'd a quire of fuch enticing birds , That he will light to liften to their lays ; And And never mount to trouble ...
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... father , And left behind him Richard , his only fon , Who , after Edward the Third's death , reign'd King ; Till Henry Bolingbroke , Duke of Lancafler , The eldest fon and heir of John of Gaunt , Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth ...
... father , And left behind him Richard , his only fon , Who , after Edward the Third's death , reign'd King ; Till Henry Bolingbroke , Duke of Lancafler , The eldest fon and heir of John of Gaunt , Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth ...
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... father Salisbury , kneel we together , And in this private Plot be we the firft , That fhall falute our rightful Sovereign With honour of his birth - right to the Crown . Both . Long live our Sov'reign Richard , England's King ! York ...
... father Salisbury , kneel we together , And in this private Plot be we the firft , That fhall falute our rightful Sovereign With honour of his birth - right to the Crown . Both . Long live our Sov'reign Richard , England's King ! York ...
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