King Henry V. King Henry VI, part I-IIIC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... Enter king Henry , Gloucefter , Bedford , Clarence , War- wick , Westmorland , and Exeter . K. Henry . Where is my gracious lord of Cante bury ? Exe . Not here in presence . K. Henry . Send for him , good uncle . I Weft . Shall we call ...
... Enter king Henry , Gloucefter , Bedford , Clarence , War- wick , Westmorland , and Exeter . K. Henry . Where is my gracious lord of Cante bury ? Exe . Not here in presence . K. Henry . Send for him , good uncle . I Weft . Shall we call ...
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... Enter Exeter , Bedford . and Weftmorland . Bed . ' Fore God , his grace is bold , to trust these traitors . Exe . They fhall be apprehended by and by . Weft . How fimooth and even they do bear them- felves , As if allegiance in their ...
... Enter Exeter , Bedford . and Weftmorland . Bed . ' Fore God , his grace is bold , to trust these traitors . Exe . They fhall be apprehended by and by . Weft . How fimooth and even they do bear them- felves , As if allegiance in their ...
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... Enter Exeter . Fr. King . From our brother England ? Exe . From him ; and thus he greets your majefty . He wills you , in the name of God Almighty , That you diveft yourself , and lay apart The borrow'd glories , that by gift of heaven ...
... Enter Exeter . Fr. King . From our brother England ? Exe . From him ; and thus he greets your majefty . He wills you , in the name of God Almighty , That you diveft yourself , and lay apart The borrow'd glories , that by gift of heaven ...
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... Enter Nym , Bardolph , Piftol , and Boy . Bard . On , on , on , on , on ! To the breach , to the breach ! Nym ... Enter Enter Fluellen . Flu . ' Splood , up to 58 KING HENRY V.
... Enter Nym , Bardolph , Piftol , and Boy . Bard . On , on , on , on , on ! To the breach , to the breach ! Nym ... Enter Enter Fluellen . Flu . ' Splood , up to 58 KING HENRY V.
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againſt anſwer becauſe blood brother Cade Clarence Clif Clifford crown Dauphin death doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Elean England Engliſh Exeter Exeunt Exit fafe faid fame father fcene fear feems fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fight firſt flain foldiers folio fome foul fovereign fpeak fpeech fpirit France French ftand fuch fuppofe fweet fword give Glo'fter Glou grace Harfleur hath heart himſelf honour houſe Humphry Jack Cade JOHNSON loft lord lord protector mafter majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night noble paffage Pift pleaſe prefent prifoners prince Pucel quarto quarto reads queen reafon reft Reignier Richard Richard Plantagenet Saliſbury SCENE Shakespeare ſhall Somerfet ſpeak ſtand STEEVENS Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art thouſand unto uſed WARBURTON Warwick Weft whofe words
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