King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV, part 1T. Longman ... [and 31 others], 1793 |
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... Gaunt , Duke of Lancaster ; J King . Henry , furnamed Bolingbroke , Duke of Hereford , fon to John of Gaunt ; afterwards King Henry IV . Duke of Aumerle , fon to the Duke of York . Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk . Duke of Surrey . Earl of ...
... Gaunt , Duke of Lancaster ; J King . Henry , furnamed Bolingbroke , Duke of Hereford , fon to John of Gaunt ; afterwards King Henry IV . Duke of Aumerle , fon to the Duke of York . Mowbray , Duke of Norfolk . Duke of Surrey . Earl of ...
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... GAUNT , and other nobles , with him . K. RICH . Old John of Gaunt , time - honour'd Lancaster , Haft thou , according to thy oath and band , 2 Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold fon ; Here to make good the boisterous late appeal ...
... GAUNT , and other nobles , with him . K. RICH . Old John of Gaunt , time - honour'd Lancaster , Haft thou , according to thy oath and band , 2 Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold fon ; Here to make good the boisterous late appeal ...
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... GAUNT . As near as I could fift him on that ar- gument , - On fome apparent danger feen in him , Aim'd at your highness , no inveterate malice . K. RICH . Then call them to our prefence ; face to face , And frowning brow to brow ...
... GAUNT . As near as I could fift him on that ar- gument , - On fome apparent danger feen in him , Aim'd at your highness , no inveterate malice . K. RICH . Then call them to our prefence ; face to face , And frowning brow to brow ...
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... note , to which it refers , it is allowed that some rhymes must be retained to make out the connection . STEEVENS . GAUNT . To be a makepeace shall become my age O 3 KING RICHARD II . 197 Your grace's pardon, and, I hope, I ...
... note , to which it refers , it is allowed that some rhymes must be retained to make out the connection . STEEVENS . GAUNT . To be a makepeace shall become my age O 3 KING RICHARD II . 197 Your grace's pardon, and, I hope, I ...
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William Shakespeare. GAUNT . To be a makepeace shall become my age : - Throw down , my fon , the duke of Norfolk's gage . K. RICH . And , Norfolk , throw down his . GAUNT . When , Harry ? when ? Obedience bids , I fhould not bid again ...
William Shakespeare. GAUNT . To be a makepeace shall become my age : - Throw down , my fon , the duke of Norfolk's gage . K. RICH . And , Norfolk , throw down his . GAUNT . When , Harry ? when ? Obedience bids , I fhould not bid again ...
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againſt alfo ancient anſwer Aumerle BAST becauſe blood BOLING Bolingbroke called coufin Cymbeline death doft doth duke Earl England Engliſh Exeunt expreffion eyes fack faid Falſtaff fame Faulconbridge fays fcene fear fecond feems fenfe feven fhall fhould fignifies firft firſt folio fome forrow foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fweet fword Gaunt grief Harry Percy hath heaven Henry VI Hiftory himſelf honour itſelf JOHNSON King Henry King John King Richard lady laft lord majefty MALONE means meaſure Mortimer moſt muft muſt myſelf night Northumberland obferves old copies Oldcastle paffage Percy perfon POINS Pope prefent prifoners prince purpoſe quarto Queen Rape of Lucrece reafon Richard III ſay Shakspeare ſhall Sir John Sir John Oldcastle ſpeak ſtate STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe word
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