The Plays of William Shakspeare ...C. Bathurst, 1785 |
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... Pucel Reignier , is't thou that thinkeft to beguile me ? - Where is the Dauphin ? -come , come from behind ; I know thee well , though never seen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In private will I talk with thee ...
... Pucel Reignier , is't thou that thinkeft to beguile me ? - Where is the Dauphin ? -come , come from behind ; I know thee well , though never seen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In private will I talk with thee ...
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... Pucel . And , while I live , I'll never fly no man . [ Here they fight , and Joan la Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy hands ; thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the fword of Debora . " Pucel . Chrift's mother helps me ...
... Pucel . And , while I live , I'll never fly no man . [ Here they fight , and Joan la Pucelle overcomes . Dau . Stay , ftay thy hands ; thou art an Amazon , And fighteft with the fword of Debora . " Pucel . Chrift's mother helps me ...
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... Pucel . Why , no , I say , distrustful recreants ! Fight ' till the last gafp ; I will be your guard . Dau . What the fays , I'll confirm , we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English fcourge . This night the fiege ...
... Pucel . Why , no , I say , distrustful recreants ! Fight ' till the last gafp ; I will be your guard . Dau . What the fays , I'll confirm , we'll fight it out . Pucel . Affign'd I am to be the English fcourge . This night the fiege ...
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... Pucel . Come , come , ' tis only I that muft difgrace [ They fight , thee . Tal . Heavens , can you fuffer hell fo to prevail ? My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage , .6 As for the conceit , miferable as it is , it may be ...
... Pucel . Come , come , ' tis only I that muft difgrace [ They fight , thee . Tal . Heavens , can you fuffer hell fo to prevail ? My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage , .6 As for the conceit , miferable as it is , it may be ...
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... Pucel . Talbot , farewell ; thy hour is not yet come : I must go victual Orleans forthwith . [ Abort alarum . Then enters the town with foldiers . O'ertake me if thou canft ; I fcorn thy ftrength . Go , go , cheer up thy hunger ...
... Pucel . Talbot , farewell ; thy hour is not yet come : I must go victual Orleans forthwith . [ Abort alarum . Then enters the town with foldiers . O'ertake me if thou canft ; I fcorn thy ftrength . Go , go , cheer up thy hunger ...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare,– In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections ... William Shakespeare,Samuel Johnson Visos knygos peržiūra - 1765 |
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Afide againſt Alarum anſwer art thou becauſe blood brother Cade Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Elean England Enter king Exeunt Exit expreffion fafe faid fame father fcene feems fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fight firſt flain foldiers folio fome foul fovereign fpeak fpeech France French ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fweet fword Glofter grace Harfleur hath heart himſelf Holinfhed honour houſe Jack Cade JOHNSON king Henry lord lord protector mafter majefty MALONE moft muft muſt myſelf night paffage Pift play pleaſe prefent prifoner prince Pucel quarto quarto reads queen reafon reft Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Saliſbury SCENE Shakspeare ſhall Somerfet ſpeak ſtand STEEVENS Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand ufed unto uſed WARBURTON Warwick whofe word
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