The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, 5 tomas |
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... brother . Cade . Then kneel down , Rife up , Sir Dick Butcher . Sir Dick Butcher . Dick Butcher . [ he kneels . ] Now found Now found up the drum . SCENE III . Enter Sir Humphry Stafford and young Stafford , with drum and foldiers ...
... brother . Cade . Then kneel down , Rife up , Sir Dick Butcher . Sir Dick Butcher . Dick Butcher . [ he kneels . ] Now found Now found up the drum . SCENE III . Enter Sir Humphry Stafford and young Stafford , with drum and foldiers ...
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... brother's death Hath given them heart and courage to proceed ; All scholars , lawyers , courtiers , gentlemen , They call falfe caterpillars , and intend their death . K. Henry . O graceless men ! they know not what they do . Buck . My ...
... brother's death Hath given them heart and courage to proceed ; All scholars , lawyers , courtiers , gentlemen , They call falfe caterpillars , and intend their death . K. Henry . O graceless men ! they know not what they do . Buck . My ...
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... brother , here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood ; Whom I encounter'd , as the battles join'd . Rich . Speak thou for me , and tell them what I did . [ Throwing down the Duke of Somerset's Head . York . " Richard hath beft deferv'd of all ...
... brother , here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood ; Whom I encounter'd , as the battles join'd . Rich . Speak thou for me , and tell them what I did . [ Throwing down the Duke of Somerset's Head . York . " Richard hath beft deferv'd of all ...
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... brother , as thou lov'ft and honour'ft arms , Let's fight it out , and not ftand cavilling thus , Rich . Sound drums and trumpets , and the King will fly . York . Sons , peace . K. Henry . Peace thou , and give King Henry leave to speak ...
... brother , as thou lov'ft and honour'ft arms , Let's fight it out , and not ftand cavilling thus , Rich . Sound drums and trumpets , and the King will fly . York . Sons , peace . K. Henry . Peace thou , and give King Henry leave to speak ...
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... brother , at a strife § What is your quarrel ? how began it first ? Edw . No quarrel , but a fweet contention . " York . About what ? Rich . About that which concerns your Grace and us ; The Crown of England , father ; which is yours ...
... brother , at a strife § What is your quarrel ? how began it first ? Edw . No quarrel , but a fweet contention . " York . About what ? Rich . About that which concerns your Grace and us ; The Crown of England , father ; which is yours ...
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The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., 5 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1768 |
The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., 5 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1765 |
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Crown curfe death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear feems fenfe fent fhall fhame fhould fight firft flain fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf honour Houſe Jack Cade King Henry King's lady laft Lord Lord Chamberlain Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble perfon pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard SCENE ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerſet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand unto WARBURTON Warwick whofe wife words
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