The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Том 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... Whose warlike Ears could never brook Re- Chear'd up the drooping Army , and himself , Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford all a - breast , Charg'd our main Battel's Front ; and breaking in , Were by the Swords of common Soldiers flain . Edw ...
... Whose warlike Ears could never brook Re- Chear'd up the drooping Army , and himself , Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford all a - breast , Charg'd our main Battel's Front ; and breaking in , Were by the Swords of common Soldiers flain . Edw ...
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... Whose Heir my Father was , and I am his . Tork . He rofe against him , being his Soveraign , And made him to refign his Crown perforce . War . Suppofe , my Lords , he did it unconstrain'd , Think you ' cwere prejudicial to his Crown ...
... Whose Heir my Father was , and I am his . Tork . He rofe against him , being his Soveraign , And made him to refign his Crown perforce . War . Suppofe , my Lords , he did it unconstrain'd , Think you ' cwere prejudicial to his Crown ...
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... whose cold Blood no fpark of Honour bides . North . Be thou a prey unto the House of York , And die in Bands , for this unmanly deed . Clif . In dreadful War , may'ft thou be overcome , Or live in Peace abandon'd and defpis'd . [ Exeunt ...
... whose cold Blood no fpark of Honour bides . North . Be thou a prey unto the House of York , And die in Bands , for this unmanly deed . Clif . In dreadful War , may'ft thou be overcome , Or live in Peace abandon'd and defpis'd . [ Exeunt ...
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... whose Circuit is Elysium , And all that Poets feign of Blifs and Joy . " Why do we linger thus ? I cannot reft , Until the white Rofe that I wear , be dy'd Even in the lukewarm Blood of Henry's Heart . York . Richard , enough : I will ...
... whose Circuit is Elysium , And all that Poets feign of Blifs and Joy . " Why do we linger thus ? I cannot reft , Until the white Rofe that I wear , be dy'd Even in the lukewarm Blood of Henry's Heart . York . Richard , enough : I will ...
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... whose injurious doom My elder Brother , the Lord Aubrey Vere Was done to Death ? and more than fo , my Father , Even in the downfal of his mellow'd Years , When Nature brought him to the door of Death ? No Warwick , no ; while Life ...
... whose injurious doom My elder Brother , the Lord Aubrey Vere Was done to Death ? and more than fo , my Father , Even in the downfal of his mellow'd Years , When Nature brought him to the door of Death ? No Warwick , no ; while Life ...
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