The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, in Ten Volumes;: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentick Copies, and Revised: with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added, an Essay on the Chronological Order of His Plays; an Essay Relative to Shakspeare and Jonson; a Dissertation on the Three Parts of King Henry VI.; an Historical Account of the English Stage; and Notes; by Edmond Malone..H. Baldwin, 1790 |
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... body , I will help to bury it.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , haft thou any life ? Speak unto Talbot ; nay , look up to him . Salisbury , cheer thy fpirit with this comfort ; Thou shalt not die , whiles He beckons with his hand , and smiles on ...
... body , I will help to bury it.- Sir Thomas Gargrave , haft thou any life ? Speak unto Talbot ; nay , look up to him . Salisbury , cheer thy fpirit with this comfort ; Thou shalt not die , whiles He beckons with his hand , and smiles on ...
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... bodies . SCENE V. The fame . Before one of the gates . Alarum . Skirmishings . TALBOT purfueth the Dauphin , ' and driveth him in : then enter JOAN LA PUCELLE , driving Englishmen before her . Then enter TALBOT . Tal . Where is my ...
... bodies . SCENE V. The fame . Before one of the gates . Alarum . Skirmishings . TALBOT purfueth the Dauphin , ' and driveth him in : then enter JOAN LA PUCELLE , driving Englishmen before her . Then enter TALBOT . Tal . Where is my ...
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... body of old Salisbury ; And here advance it in the market - place , The middle centre of this curfed town.- Now have I pay'd my vow unto his foul ; For every drop of blood was drawn from him , There hath at least five Frenchmen dy'd to ...
... body of old Salisbury ; And here advance it in the market - place , The middle centre of this curfed town.- Now have I pay'd my vow unto his foul ; For every drop of blood was drawn from him , There hath at least five Frenchmen dy'd to ...
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... body . What you have done , hath not offended me : Nor other fatisfaction do I crave , But only ( with your patience ) that we may Tafte of your wine , and fee what cates you have ; - 1 This is a riddling merchant , & c . ] So , in ...
... body . What you have done , hath not offended me : Nor other fatisfaction do I crave , But only ( with your patience ) that we may Tafte of your wine , and fee what cates you have ; - 1 This is a riddling merchant , & c . ] So , in ...
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... body of Scottish rovers ; but foon after his arrival died of the plague in his Caftle at Trim , in January 1624-5 . This Edmond Mortimer was , I believe , confounded by the author of this play , and by the old hiftorians , with his ...
... body of Scottish rovers ; but foon after his arrival died of the plague in his Caftle at Trim , in January 1624-5 . This Edmond Mortimer was , I believe , confounded by the author of this play , and by the old hiftorians , with his ...
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Afide alfo battle becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth duke of York earl earl of Warwick Edward Eliz England Enter Exeunt Exit faid fame father fcene fear fecond feems fent fhall fhew fhould fight firft flain foldiers folio fome foul fovereign fpeak fpeech France ftand ftate ftill fubfequent fubject fuch fuppofe fword Glofter grace Haftings hath heart himſelf Holinfhed honour houſe Jack Cade JOHNSON King Henry King Henry VI lord mafter MALONE Margaret muft Murd myſelf noble obferved old play original play paffage perfon prefent prifoner prince quarto queen Rape of Lucrece reafon reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet Saint Albans ſcene Shakspeare Shakspeare's ſhall Somerſet ſpeak STEEVENS Suffolk Talbot thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thouſand ufed unto uſed Warwick whofe word
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