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The ireful bastard Orleans , that drew blood From thee , my boy , and had the maidenhood Of thy first fight , I soon encountered , And interchanging blows I quickly shed Some of his bastard blood ; and in disgrace 20 Bespoke him thus ...
The ireful bastard Orleans , that drew blood From thee , my boy , and had the maidenhood Of thy first fight , I soon encountered , And interchanging blows I quickly shed Some of his bastard blood ; and in disgrace 20 Bespoke him thus ...
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Blush , blush , thou lump of foul deformity ; For ' tis thy presence that exhales this blood From cold and empty veins , where no blood dwells ; 60 Thy deed , inhuman and unnatural , Provokes this deluge most unnatural .
Blush , blush , thou lump of foul deformity ; For ' tis thy presence that exhales this blood From cold and empty veins , where no blood dwells ; 60 Thy deed , inhuman and unnatural , Provokes this deluge most unnatural .
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O , let my sovereign turn away his face 110 And bid his ears a little while be deaf , Till I have told this slander of his blood , How God and good men hate so foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears : Were he ...
O , let my sovereign turn away his face 110 And bid his ears a little while be deaf , Till I have told this slander of his blood , How God and good men hate so foul a liar . K. Rich . Mowbray , impartial are our eyes and ears : Were he ...
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