The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Том 8 |
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... Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat , Chear'd up the drooping army ; and himself , Lord Clifford , and lord Stafford , all a - breaft , Charg'd our main battle's front ; and , breaking in , Were by the fwords of common foldiers ...
... Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat , Chear'd up the drooping army ; and himself , Lord Clifford , and lord Stafford , all a - breaft , Charg'd our main battle's front ; and , breaking in , Were by the fwords of common foldiers ...
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... parliament shall this be call'd , Unless Plantagenet , duke of York , be king ; And bafhful Henry depos'd ; whose cowardife Hath made us by - words to our enemies . YORK . Then leave me not ; my lords , 322 THE THIRD PART OF.
... parliament shall this be call'd , Unless Plantagenet , duke of York , be king ; And bafhful Henry depos'd ; whose cowardife Hath made us by - words to our enemies . YORK . Then leave me not ; my lords , 322 THE THIRD PART OF.
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... Whose heir my father was , and I am his . YORK . He rose against him , being his fovereign , And made him to refign his crown perforce . WAR . Suppose , my lords , he did it unconstrain'd , Think you , ' twere prejudicial to his crown ...
... Whose heir my father was , and I am his . YORK . He rose against him , being his fovereign , And made him to refign his crown perforce . WAR . Suppose , my lords , he did it unconstrain'd , Think you , ' twere prejudicial to his crown ...
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... whose cold blood no spark 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 spark 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 haughty spirit , winged with defire , Will coaft my crown ; and like an empty eagle , Tire on the flesh of me and of my fon ! -The lofs of those three lords torments my heart ; I'll write unto them , and intreat them fair ; -Come ...
... Whose haughty spirit , winged with defire , Will coaft my crown ; and like an empty eagle , Tire on the flesh of me and of my fon ! -The lofs of those three lords torments my heart ; I'll write unto them , and intreat them fair ; -Come ...
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againſt ANNE anſwer Becauſe blood brother BUCK Buckingham Catesby cauſe CLAR Clarence CLIF Clifford crown curfe death devil doth duke of York DUTCH earl Enter king Exeunt Exit faid father fear fhall firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fovereign friends ftand fubject fuch fweet fword gentle Glo'fter Glouceſter grace gracious GRAY HAST Haſtings hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf houſe huſband Ibid JOHNS king Edward Lancaſter laſt live lord Haftings Lord Stanley madam majeſty Montague moſt muſt myſelf noble paffage perfon Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prince prince of Wales quarto QUEEN Ratcliff reafon reft reſt RICH Richard Richard III Richmond ſay SCENE ſeem Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould Somerſet ſpeak ſtand Stanley ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet tell thee thefe THEOB theſe thine thoſe thou thouſand Unleſs unto uſe vice WARB Warwick Whoſe William Brandon words
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