The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 4 tomasJacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... thought of this from Henry's Heart , To make a Shambles of the Parliament Houfe . Coufin of Exeter , Frowns , Words , and Threats , Shall be the War that Henry means to use . Thou factious Duke of York , defcend my Throne , And kneel ...
... thought of this from Henry's Heart , To make a Shambles of the Parliament Houfe . Coufin of Exeter , Frowns , Words , and Threats , Shall be the War that Henry means to use . Thou factious Duke of York , defcend my Throne , And kneel ...
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... thought o'er run my former time : And if thou canft , for blushing , view this Face , And bite thy Tongue that flanders him with Cowardice , Whofe frown hath made thee faint and fly e'er this . Clif . I will not bandy with thee Word for ...
... thought o'er run my former time : And if thou canft , for blushing , view this Face , And bite thy Tongue that flanders him with Cowardice , Whofe frown hath made thee faint and fly e'er this . Clif . I will not bandy with thee Word for ...
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... thought you did . K. Edw . But now you partly may perceive my Mind . Gray . My Mind will never grant what I perceive Your Highnels aims at , if I aim aright . K. Edw . To tell thee plain , I aim to lye with thee . Gray . To tell you ...
... thought you did . K. Edw . But now you partly may perceive my Mind . Gray . My Mind will never grant what I perceive Your Highnels aims at , if I aim aright . K. Edw . To tell thee plain , I aim to lye with thee . Gray . To tell you ...
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... thought ! and more unlikely , Than to accomplish twenty Golden Crowns . Why , Love forfwore me in my Mother's Womb : And , for I fhould not deal in her foft Laws , She did corrupt frail Nature with fome Bribe , To fhrink mine Arm like ...
... thought ! and more unlikely , Than to accomplish twenty Golden Crowns . Why , Love forfwore me in my Mother's Womb : And , for I fhould not deal in her foft Laws , She did corrupt frail Nature with fome Bribe , To fhrink mine Arm like ...
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... Thoughts . And give my Tongue - ty'd Sorrows leave to fpeak . Now therefore be it known to Noble Lewis , That Henry , fole poffeffor of my Love , Is , of a King , become a banish'd Man , And forc'd to live in Scotland a Forlorn ; While ...
... Thoughts . And give my Tongue - ty'd Sorrows leave to fpeak . Now therefore be it known to Noble Lewis , That Henry , fole poffeffor of my Love , Is , of a King , become a banish'd Man , And forc'd to live in Scotland a Forlorn ; While ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear; In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare,Nicholas Rowe Visos knygos peržiūra - 1714 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear; In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1709 |
The Works of Mr. William Shakespear; In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd ..., 4 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1714 |
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