Shakespeare's tragedy of King Richard ii, with illustr., notes &c |
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... Hast thou , according to thy oath and band , 2 Brought hither Henry Hereford , 3 thy bold son ; Here to make good the boisterous late appeal , " Which then our leisure would not let us hear , Against the Duke of Norfolk , Thomas Mowbray ...
... Hast thou , according to thy oath and band , 2 Brought hither Henry Hereford , 3 thy bold son ; Here to make good the boisterous late appeal , " Which then our leisure would not let us hear , Against the Duke of Norfolk , Thomas Mowbray ...
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... hast far to go , bear not along The clogging burthen of a guilty soul . Nor . No , Bolingbroke ; if ever I were traitor My name be blotted from the book of life , 195 200 Diako And I from heaven banish'd as from hence ! But what thou ...
... hast far to go , bear not along The clogging burthen of a guilty soul . Nor . No , Bolingbroke ; if ever I were traitor My name be blotted from the book of life , 195 200 Diako And I from heaven banish'd as from hence ! But what thou ...
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... hast many years to live . 225 Gaunt . But not a minute , king , that thou canst give : Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow : Thou canst help time to furrow me with age , But ...
... hast many years to live . 225 Gaunt . But not a minute , king , that thou canst give : Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow , And pluck nights from me , but not lend a morrow : Thou canst help time to furrow me with age , But ...
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... hast thou made me gaunt ; Gaunt am I for the grave , gaunt as a grave , Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones . K. Rich . Can sick men play so nicely with their names ? 13 Gaunt . No , misery makes sport to mock itself : Since ...
... hast thou made me gaunt ; Gaunt am I for the grave , gaunt as a grave , Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones . K. Rich . Can sick men play so nicely with their names ? 13 Gaunt . No , misery makes sport to mock itself : Since ...
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... Hast thou tapp'd out , and drunkenly carous'd : My brother Gloster , plain well - meaning soul , IIO 115 120 125 ( Whom fair befal in heaven ' mongst happy souls ! ) May be a precedent and witness good , 130 That thou respect'st not ...
... Hast thou tapp'd out , and drunkenly carous'd : My brother Gloster , plain well - meaning soul , IIO 115 120 125 ( Whom fair befal in heaven ' mongst happy souls ! ) May be a precedent and witness good , 130 That thou respect'st not ...
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arms Aumerle Bagot banish'd banishment Berkley BISHOP OF CARLISLE blood Boling breath Bushy castle cousin crown dear denotes depos'd deposed dost doth Duch duke of Hereford Duke of Norfolk Duke of York earl of Wiltshire earth Edward's England Enter BOLINGBROKE Enter KING RICHARD Exeunt Exton eyes fair farewell father fear flatter Flint Castle friends gage give Gloster's death grace Green grief hand happy hath head heart heaven Henry hither honour John of Gaunt king's knee Lancaster land liege live look LORD MARSHAL lords of Ross madam majesty Mowbray's ne'er noble North Northumberland Nouns oath pardon peace Percy prince Queen Rich Ross royal SCENE Scroop Shakespeare shame sorrow soul speak stand sweet tears thee thine Thomas Mowbray thou art thou hast throne tongue traitor treason trumpet uncle unto weeping Willo Willoughby word ΙΟ
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