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... sweet : O thou , the earthly author of my blood , [ to Gaunt . ] Whose youthful spirit , in me regenerate , Doth with a two - fold vigour lift me up To reach at victory above my head , Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers ; And ...
... sweet : O thou , the earthly author of my blood , [ to Gaunt . ] Whose youthful spirit , in me regenerate , Doth with a two - fold vigour lift me up To reach at victory above my head , Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers ; And ...
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... sweet infant breath of gentle sleep ; 1 Which so rouz'd up with boisterous untun'd drums , With harsh - resounding trumpets ' dreadful bray , And grating shock of wrathful iron arms , Might from our quiet confines fright fair peace ...
... sweet infant breath of gentle sleep ; 1 Which so rouz'd up with boisterous untun'd drums , With harsh - resounding trumpets ' dreadful bray , And grating shock of wrathful iron arms , Might from our quiet confines fright fair peace ...
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... sweet to taste , prove in diges- tion sour . You urg'd me as a judge ; but I had rather , You would have bid me argue like a father : O , had it been a stranger , not my child , - To smooth his fault I should have been more mild : A ...
... sweet to taste , prove in diges- tion sour . You urg'd me as a judge ; but I had rather , You would have bid me argue like a father : O , had it been a stranger , not my child , - To smooth his fault I should have been more mild : A ...
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... sweet soil , adieu ! My mother , and my nurse , that bears me yet ! Where - e'er I wander , boast of this I can , Though banish'd , yet a true - born Englishman . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE * IV . T The same . A Room in the King's Castle . T ...
... sweet soil , adieu ! My mother , and my nurse , that bears me yet ! Where - e'er I wander , boast of this I can , Though banish'd , yet a true - born Englishman . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE * IV . T The same . A Room in the King's Castle . T ...
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... sweet a guest As my sweet Richard ; Yet , again , methinks , Some unborn sorrow , ripe in fortune's womb , Is coming towards me ; and my inward soul With nothing trembles : at something it grieves , More than with parting from my lord ...
... sweet a guest As my sweet Richard ; Yet , again , methinks , Some unborn sorrow , ripe in fortune's womb , Is coming towards me ; and my inward soul With nothing trembles : at something it grieves , More than with parting from my lord ...
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Dramatic Works: From the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed; with ..., Volume 4 William Shakespeare Visualização completa - 1852 |
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Alarum arms art thou Aumerle Bard Bardolph blood Boling Bolingbroke brother captain cousin crown Dauphin dead death dost doth duke duke of Burgundy duke of York earl England English Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff farewel father fear fight France French friends Gaunt give Gloster grace grief hand Harfleur Harry Harry Percy hath hear heart heaven highneſs honour horse Host John of Gaunt Lady liege live look lord majesty master Mortimer ne'er never night noble Northumberland peace Percy Pist Pistol Poins pray prince prince of Wales PUCELLE Queen Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE Scroop Shal Shallow shame shew sir John sir John Falstaff soldiers soul speak sweet sword Talbot tell thee thine thou art thou hast tongue uncle unto villain Westmoreland wilt word York