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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... wilt do these wondrous Feats ? Pucel , Reignier , is't thou that thinkest to beguile me ? Where is the Dauphin ? Come , come from behind , I know thee well , though never feen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In ...
... wilt do these wondrous Feats ? Pucel , Reignier , is't thou that thinkest to beguile me ? Where is the Dauphin ? Come , come from behind , I know thee well , though never feen before . Be not amaz'd , there's nothing hid from me : In ...
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... wilt . Glo . I will not flay thee , but I'll drive thee back : Thy Scarlet Robes , as a Child's bearing Cloth , I'll use , to carry thee out of this Place . Win . Do what thou dar'ft , I beard thee to thy Face . Glo . What ? am I dar'd ...
... wilt . Glo . I will not flay thee , but I'll drive thee back : Thy Scarlet Robes , as a Child's bearing Cloth , I'll use , to carry thee out of this Place . Win . Do what thou dar'ft , I beard thee to thy Face . Glo . What ? am I dar'd ...
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... Wilt thou yet leave the Battel , Boy , and fly ? Now thou art feal'd the Son of Chivalry ? Fly , to revenge - my Death when I am dead , The help of one stands me in little ftead . Oh , too much folly is it , well I wot , To hazard all ...
... Wilt thou yet leave the Battel , Boy , and fly ? Now thou art feal'd the Son of Chivalry ? Fly , to revenge - my Death when I am dead , The help of one stands me in little ftead . Oh , too much folly is it , well I wot , To hazard all ...
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... wilt fly away . John . The Sword of Orleans hath not made me smart , These Words of yours draw Life - blood from my Heart . On that advantage , bought with fuch a fhame , To fave a paltry Life , and flay bright Fame , Before young ...
... wilt fly away . John . The Sword of Orleans hath not made me smart , These Words of yours draw Life - blood from my Heart . On that advantage , bought with fuch a fhame , To fave a paltry Life , and flay bright Fame , Before young ...
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... wilt . And now to Paris in this Conquering Vein , All will be ours , now bloody Talbot's sain , SCENE II . f า Enter King Henry , Gloucefter , and Exeter . [ Exeunt . K. Henry . Have you perus'd the Letters from the Pope , The Emperor ...
... wilt . And now to Paris in this Conquering Vein , All will be ours , now bloody Talbot's sain , SCENE II . f า Enter King Henry , Gloucefter , and Exeter . [ Exeunt . K. Henry . Have you perus'd the Letters from the Pope , The Emperor ...
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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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Alarum anſwer Arms art thou Baft Becauſe Blood Brother Buckingham Burgundy Cade Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Crown curfe Dauphin Death doft doth Duke Humphry Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Henry Exeunt Exit faid falfe Father fear felves fhall fhould fight firft flain Foes fome fpeak France Friends ftand ftay ftill fuch fweet Glofter Grace Hand hath Heart Heav'n Henry's himſelf Honour Houſe Iden Jack Cade John of Gaunt loft Lord Lord Protector Love Madam Mafter Majefty Margaret muft muſt ne'er Noble Peace Plantagenet pleaſe Pleaſure Poft prefently Prifoner Prince Protector Pucel Queen reft Reig Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Rofe Salisbury ſhall Soldiers Somerfet Soul Sovereign ſpeak ſtand Suffolk Sword Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art thou shalt thouſand Traitor Treafon unto Warwick whofe wilt
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376 psl. - ... treachery? O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth! And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
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