The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with CuttsJacob Tonson at Shakespear's-head over-against Catherine-Street in the Strand, 1714 |
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... fight . The Battels of the Lord of Hosts he fought ; The Churches Prayers made him so profperous . Gle . The Church ? Where is it ? Had not Church - men pray'd , His thread of Life had not so soon decay'd . None do you like , but an ...
... fight . The Battels of the Lord of Hosts he fought ; The Churches Prayers made him so profperous . Gle . The Church ? Where is it ? Had not Church - men pray'd , His thread of Life had not so soon decay'd . None do you like , but an ...
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... Tides . Bed . Me they concern , Regent Iam of France ; Give me my steeled Coat , I'll fight for France . Away with these disgraceful wailing Robes ; Wounds Wounds will I lend the French , instead of Eyes King HENRY VI . 185.
... Tides . Bed . Me they concern , Regent Iam of France ; Give me my steeled Coat , I'll fight for France . Away with these disgraceful wailing Robes ; Wounds Wounds will I lend the French , instead of Eyes King HENRY VI . 185.
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... fight it out . Bed . Glo'ster , why doubt'st thou of my forwardness ? An Army bave I muster'd in my Thoughts , Wherewith already France is over - run . Enter a Third Messenger . 3 Meff . My Gracious Lords , to add to your Laments ...
... fight it out . Bed . Glo'ster , why doubt'st thou of my forwardness ? An Army bave I muster'd in my Thoughts , Wherewith already France is over - run . Enter a Third Messenger . 3 Meff . My Gracious Lords , to add to your Laments ...
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... Fight ' till the laft gasp ; for I'll be your guard . Dau . What she says I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Assign'd I am to be the English Scourge . This Night the Siege afsuredly I'll raise : Expect Saint Martin's Summer ...
... Fight ' till the laft gasp ; for I'll be your guard . Dau . What she says I'll confirm ; we'll fight it out . Pucel . Assign'd I am to be the English Scourge . This Night the Siege afsuredly I'll raise : Expect Saint Martin's Summer ...
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... fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt . Enter the Master - Gunner of Orleans , and his Boy . M. Gun . Sirra , thou know'it how Orleans is besicg'd , And how the English have the Suburbs won . Boy . Father , I know , and oft have shot ...
... fight not once in forty year . [ Exeunt . Enter the Master - Gunner of Orleans , and his Boy . M. Gun . Sirra , thou know'it how Orleans is besicg'd , And how the English have the Suburbs won . Boy . Father , I know , and oft have shot ...
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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 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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