Works, Том 4Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... But lufty , young , and chearly drawing breath.- Lo , as at English feafts , so I regret The daintiest laft , to make the end most sweet : Oh thou , & c . I Her . 1 Her . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Sc . 4 . I KING RICHARD II .
... But lufty , young , and chearly drawing breath.- Lo , as at English feafts , so I regret The daintiest laft , to make the end most sweet : Oh thou , & c . I Her . 1 Her . Harry of Hereford , Lancaster , and Sc . 4 . I KING RICHARD II .
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... war Upon their spotted fouls for this offence ! Scroop Called fo , because the leaves of the yew are poifon , and the wood is employed for inftruments of death . Scroop . Sweet love , I fee , changing his 40 KING RICHARD II . A & III .
... war Upon their spotted fouls for this offence ! Scroop Called fo , because the leaves of the yew are poifon , and the wood is employed for inftruments of death . Scroop . Sweet love , I fee , changing his 40 KING RICHARD II . A & III .
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William Shakespeare. Scroop . Sweet love , I fee , changing his property , Turns to the foureft and most deadly hate . Again uncurfe their fouls ; their peace is made With heads , and not with hands : those whom you curfe , Have felt the ...
William Shakespeare. Scroop . Sweet love , I fee , changing his property , Turns to the foureft and most deadly hate . Again uncurfe their fouls ; their peace is made With heads , and not with hands : those whom you curfe , Have felt the ...
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... sweet way I was into despair ! [ To Aumerle . What fay you now ? what comfort have we now ? By heav'n I'll hate him everlastingly , That bids me be of comfort any more . Go to Flint - castle , there I'll pine away ; A King , woe's flave ...
... sweet way I was into despair ! [ To Aumerle . What fay you now ? what comfort have we now ? By heav'n I'll hate him everlastingly , That bids me be of comfort any more . Go to Flint - castle , there I'll pine away ; A King , woe's flave ...
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... Sweet peace conduct his foul To th ' bofom of good Abraham ! -Lords appellants , Your diff'rences fhall all reft under gage , Till we affign you to your days of trial . SCENE II . Enter York . York . Great Duke of Lancafter , I come to ...
... Sweet peace conduct his foul To th ' bofom of good Abraham ! -Lords appellants , Your diff'rences fhall all reft under gage , Till we affign you to your days of trial . SCENE II . Enter York . York . Great Duke of Lancafter , I come to ...
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