Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... thou art Protector . And lookeft to command the Prince and realm ; Thy wife is proud , fhe holdeth thee in awe , More than God or religious church - men may . Glou . Name not religion , for thou lov'ft the flesh , And ne'er throughout ...
... thou art Protector . And lookeft to command the Prince and realm ; Thy wife is proud , fhe holdeth thee in awe , More than God or religious church - men may . Glou . Name not religion , for thou lov'ft the flesh , And ne'er throughout ...
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... thou as Dauphin in my place ; Queftion her proudly , let thy looks be ftern ... art : Heav'n , and our Lady gracious hath it pleas'd To shine on my ... thou canft poffible , And ( a ) Though the Sibyls were reckon'd more than nine , yet ...
... thou as Dauphin in my place ; Queftion her proudly , let thy looks be ftern ... art : Heav'n , and our Lady gracious hath it pleas'd To shine on my ... thou canft poffible , And ( a ) Though the Sibyls were reckon'd more than nine , yet ...
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... thou darʼst , And thou shalt find that I exceed my fex . Refolve on this , thou fhalt be fortunate If thou receive ... art an Amazon , And fighteft with the fword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's mother helps me , elfe I were too weak . Dau .
... thou darʼst , And thou shalt find that I exceed my fex . Refolve on this , thou fhalt be fortunate If thou receive ... art an Amazon , And fighteft with the fword of Debora . Pucel . Chrift's mother helps me , elfe I were too weak . Dau .
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... Thou with an Eagle art infpired then . Helen the mother of great Conftantine , Nor yet St. Philip's daughters , were like thee . Bright ftar of Venus fall'n down on the earth , How may I reverently worship thee ? a Alan . Leave off ...
... Thou with an Eagle art infpired then . Helen the mother of great Conftantine , Nor yet St. Philip's daughters , were like thee . Bright ftar of Venus fall'n down on the earth , How may I reverently worship thee ? a Alan . Leave off ...
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... thou , nor none of thine fhall be let in . Glou . Faint - hearted Woodvile , prizeft him ' fore me ? Arrogant Winchester , the haughty Prelate , Whom Henry our late Sovereign ne'er could brook ? Thou art no friend to God or to the King ...
... thou , nor none of thine fhall be let in . Glou . Faint - hearted Woodvile , prizeft him ' fore me ? Arrogant Winchester , the haughty Prelate , Whom Henry our late Sovereign ne'er could brook ? Thou art no friend to God or to the King ...
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Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt.I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1770 |
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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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