Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... hear ? Open the gates , here's Glo'fter that would enter . Wood . Have patience , noble Duke ; I may not open ; The Cardinal of Winchester forbids ; From him I have exprefs commandment , That thou , nor none of thine fhall be let in ...
... hear ? Open the gates , here's Glo'fter that would enter . Wood . Have patience , noble Duke ; I may not open ; The Cardinal of Winchester forbids ; From him I have exprefs commandment , That thou , nor none of thine fhall be let in ...
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... hear what torments you endur'd , But we will be reveng'd fufficiently . Now it is fupper - time in Orleans : Here through this grate I can count every one , And view the Frenchmen how they fortifie : Let us look in , the fight will much ...
... hear what torments you endur'd , But we will be reveng'd fufficiently . Now it is fupper - time in Orleans : Here through this grate I can count every one , And view the Frenchmen how they fortifie : Let us look in , the fight will much ...
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... Hear , hear how dying Salisbury doth groan ! It irks his heart he cannot be reveng'd . Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you . Convey brave Salisbury into his tent , And then we'll try what daftard Frenchmen dare . a [ Alarum . Exit ...
... Hear , hear how dying Salisbury doth groan ! It irks his heart he cannot be reveng'd . Frenchmen , I'll be a Salisbury to you . Convey brave Salisbury into his tent , And then we'll try what daftard Frenchmen dare . a [ Alarum . Exit ...
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... hear how we have play'd the men . Dau . ' Tis Joan , not we , by whom the day is won : For which I will divide my crown with her , And all the Priefts and Friars in my realm Shall in proceffion fing her endless praise . A statelier ...
... hear how we have play'd the men . Dau . ' Tis Joan , not we , by whom the day is won : For which I will divide my crown with her , And all the Priefts and Friars in my realm Shall in proceffion fing her endless praise . A statelier ...
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... hear'ft thy Be packing therefore thou that waft a Knight ; Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death . [ Exit Falstaff . And now , my Lord Protector , view the letter Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy . Glou . What means his Grace ...
... hear'ft thy Be packing therefore thou that waft a Knight ; Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death . [ Exit Falstaff . And now , my Lord Protector , view the letter Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy . Glou . What means his Grace ...
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againſt Alarum Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf felves fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Protector Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand unto Warwick whofe
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