The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volume 5C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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... father . [ Lets fall the Paper K. Henry . Uncle , how now ? Glo . Pardon me , gracious Lord ; Some sudden qualm hath ftruck me to the heart , And dimm'd mine eyes , that I can read no further , K. Henry . Uncle of Winchester , I pray ...
... father . [ Lets fall the Paper K. Henry . Uncle , how now ? Glo . Pardon me , gracious Lord ; Some sudden qualm hath ftruck me to the heart , And dimm'd mine eyes , that I can read no further , K. Henry . Uncle of Winchester , I pray ...
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... father , Maine is loft ; That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , And would have kept , fo long as breath did last Main chance , father , you meant ; but I meant Maine , Which I will win from France , or elfe be slain ...
... father , Maine is loft ; That Maine , which by main force Warwick did win , And would have kept , fo long as breath did last Main chance , father , you meant ; but I meant Maine , Which I will win from France , or elfe be slain ...
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... father's lands ; Till Suffolk gave two Dukedoms for his daughter ! Suf . Madam , myself have lim'd a bush for her , And plac'd a quire of such enticing birds , That she will ' light to listen to their lays ; And never mount to trouble ...
... father's lands ; Till Suffolk gave two Dukedoms for his daughter ! Suf . Madam , myself have lim'd a bush for her , And plac'd a quire of such enticing birds , That she will ' light to listen to their lays ; And never mount to trouble ...
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... father , And left behind him Richard , his only fon , Who , after Edward the Third's death , reign'd King ; Till Henry Bolingbroke , Duke of Lancaster , The eldeft fon and heir of John of Gaunt , Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth ...
... father , And left behind him Richard , his only fon , Who , after Edward the Third's death , reign'd King ; Till Henry Bolingbroke , Duke of Lancaster , The eldeft fon and heir of John of Gaunt , Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth ...
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... father Salisbury , kneel we together , And in this private plot be we the first , That shall falute our rightful Sovereign With honour of his birth - right to the crown . Both . Long live our Sov'reign Richard , England's King ! York ...
... father Salisbury , kneel we together , And in this private plot be we the first , That shall falute our rightful Sovereign With honour of his birth - right to the crown . Both . Long live our Sov'reign Richard , England's King ! York ...
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