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... Poor Clifford how I scorn his worthless threats ! York . Will you , we show our title to the crown ? If not , our swords shall plead it in the field . K. Hen . What title hast thou , traitor , to the crown ? Thy father was , as thou art ...
... Poor Clifford how I scorn his worthless threats ! York . Will you , we show our title to the crown ? If not , our swords shall plead it in the field . K. Hen . What title hast thou , traitor , to the crown ? Thy father was , as thou art ...
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... Poor queen ! how love to me , and to her son , Hath made her break out into terms of rage ! Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke ; Whose haughty spirit , winged with desire , Will cost my crown , and like an empty eagle , Tire on ...
... Poor queen ! how love to me , and to her son , Hath made her break out into terms of rage ! Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke ; Whose haughty spirit , winged with desire , Will cost my crown , and like an empty eagle , Tire on ...
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... poor boy ; my father's blood Hath stopp'd the passage , where thy words should enter . Rat . Then let my father's blood open it again ; He is a man , and , Clifford , cope with him . Clif . Had I thy brethren here , their lives , and ...
... poor boy ; my father's blood Hath stopp'd the passage , where thy words should enter . Rat . Then let my father's blood open it again ; He is a man , and , Clifford , cope with him . Clif . Had I thy brethren here , their lives , and ...
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... poor York ! but that I hate thee deadly , I should lament thy miserable state . I pr'ythee , grieve , to make me merry , York ; Stamp , rave , and fret , that I may sing and dance . What , hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thy entrails ...
... poor York ! but that I hate thee deadly , I should lament thy miserable state . I pr'ythee , grieve , to make me merry , York ; Stamp , rave , and fret , that I may sing and dance . What , hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thy entrails ...
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... poor monarch taught thee to insult ? It needs not , nor it boots thee not , proud queen ; Unless the adage must be verified , - wealthy as an English yeoman . That beggars , mounted , run their horse to death . ' Tis beauty , that doth ...
... poor monarch taught thee to insult ? It needs not , nor it boots thee not , proud queen ; Unless the adage must be verified , - wealthy as an English yeoman . That beggars , mounted , run their horse to death . ' Tis beauty , that doth ...
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The Plays of Shakespeare: Carefully Revised from the Best Editions, Volume 6 William Shakespeare Visualização completa - 1819 |
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Achilles Agam Agamemnon Ajax Anne arms bear blood brother Buck Buckingham Calchas cardinal Catesby Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Cres Cressid crown death Diomed DIOMEDES doth Duch duke duke of York Edward Eliz Enter King Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fight friends Gent gentle give Gloster grace gracious Grecian Grey hand hath hear heart heaven Hect Hector Helen honour house of Lancaster house of York Kath King HENRY king's lady leave live look lord Lord Chamberlain lord Hastings madam Menelaus Mess Murd never noble Norfolk o'the Pandarus Patr Patroclus peace pity pray Priam prince queen Rich Richard Richmond SCENE soul speak Stan stand sweet sword tell tent thee Ther Thersites thine thou art thou hast to-morrow Troilus Trojan Troy Ulyss unto Warwick words York