Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... command . His brandifh'd fword did blind men with its beams ; His arms fpread wider than a Dragon's wings ; A 3 2 crystal . old edit . Warb , emend . " His His fparkling eyes repleat with awful fire More dazled and The FIRST PART of ...
... command . His brandifh'd fword did blind men with its beams ; His arms fpread wider than a Dragon's wings ; A 3 2 crystal . old edit . Warb , emend . " His His fparkling eyes repleat with awful fire More dazled and The FIRST PART of ...
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William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. His fparkling eyes repleat with awful fire More dazled and drove back his enemies Than mid - day fun fierce ... eyes babes fhall fuck , Our Our ifle be made a marish of falt tears , 6 The First Part of.
William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. His fparkling eyes repleat with awful fire More dazled and drove back his enemies Than mid - day fun fierce ... eyes babes fhall fuck , Our Our ifle be made a marish of falt tears , 6 The First Part of.
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... eyes , To weep their intermiffive miferies . SCENE III . Enter to them another Messenger . 2 Melf . Lords , view thefe letters , full of bad mif- France is revolted from the English quite , Except fome petty towns of no import . The ...
... eyes , To weep their intermiffive miferies . SCENE III . Enter to them another Messenger . 2 Melf . Lords , view thefe letters , full of bad mif- France is revolted from the English quite , Except fome petty towns of no import . The ...
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... eyes and thy cheeks fide struck off ! Accurfed tow'r , accursed fatal hand That hath contriv'd this woful tragedy ... eye thou haft to look to heav'n for grace . a Heav'n , be thou gracious to none alive , If Salisbury wants mercy at thy ...
... eyes and thy cheeks fide struck off ! Accurfed tow'r , accursed fatal hand That hath contriv'd this woful tragedy ... eye thou haft to look to heav'n for grace . a Heav'n , be thou gracious to none alive , If Salisbury wants mercy at thy ...
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... eyes be witnefs with mine ears , To give their cenfure of these rare reports . Enter Meffenger and Talbot . Melf . Madam , according as your Ladyship By meffage crav'd , fo is Lord Talbot come . Count . And he is welcome ; what ? is ...
... eyes be witnefs with mine ears , To give their cenfure of these rare reports . Enter Meffenger and Talbot . Melf . Madam , according as your Ladyship By meffage crav'd , fo is Lord Talbot come . Count . And he is welcome ; what ? is ...
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