The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Том 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Стр. 1540
... comes , offer him no violence , Unless he feek to thrust you out by force . York . The Queen this day here holds her Parliament , But little thinks we fhall be of her Counfel ; By Words or Blows here let us win our right . Rich . Arm'd ...
... comes , offer him no violence , Unless he feek to thrust you out by force . York . The Queen this day here holds her Parliament , But little thinks we fhall be of her Counfel ; By Words or Blows here let us win our right . Rich . Arm'd ...
Стр. 1546
... come Son , let's away , Our Army is ready , come , we'll after them . K. Henry . Stay , gentle Margaret , and hear me fpeak . Queen . Thou haft fpoke too much already ; get thee gone . K. Henry . Gentle Son Edward , thou wilt ftay with ...
... come Son , let's away , Our Army is ready , come , we'll after them . K. Henry . Stay , gentle Margaret , and hear me fpeak . Queen . Thou haft fpoke too much already ; get thee gone . K. Henry . Gentle Son Edward , thou wilt ftay with ...
Стр. 1548
... come to Sandal in a happy hour . The Army of the Queen means to befiege us . Sir John . She fhall not need , we'll ... comes . Enter Clifford . Clif . Chaplain , away , thy Priesthood faves thy Life ; As for the Brat of this accurfed ...
... come to Sandal in a happy hour . The Army of the Queen means to befiege us . Sir John . She fhall not need , we'll ... comes . Enter Clifford . Clif . Chaplain , away , thy Priesthood faves thy Life ; As for the Brat of this accurfed ...
Стр. 1550
... come , Plantagenet . And this thy Son's Blood cleaving to my Blade , Shall ruft upon my Weapon , ' till thy Blood Congeal'd with this , do make me wipe off both . Alarum . Enter Richard Duke of York . Tork . The Army of the Queen hath ...
... come , Plantagenet . And this thy Son's Blood cleaving to my Blade , Shall ruft upon my Weapon , ' till thy Blood Congeal'd with this , do make me wipe off both . Alarum . Enter Richard Duke of York . Tork . The Army of the Queen hath ...
Стр. 1559
... comes my Brother Montague : Attend me Lords , the proud infulting Queen , With Clifford , and the haught ... come to pierce it , or to give thee mine . Edw . Then ftrike up Drums , God and St. George for us . C 4 Enter Enter a Meffenger ...
... comes my Brother Montague : Attend me Lords , the proud infulting Queen , With Clifford , and the haught ... come to pierce it , or to give thee mine . Edw . Then ftrike up Drums , God and St. George for us . C 4 Enter Enter a Meffenger ...
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