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... head and fpring . Further , I fay , and further will maintain Upon his bad life to make all this good , That he did plot the Duke of Gloucefter's death ; Suggeft his foon - believing adverfaries ; And confequently , like a traitor ...
... head and fpring . Further , I fay , and further will maintain Upon his bad life to make all this good , That he did plot the Duke of Gloucefter's death ; Suggeft his foon - believing adverfaries ; And confequently , like a traitor ...
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... heads . Dutch . Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper fpur ? Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's fev'n fons , whereof thyself art one , Were as fev'n vials of his facred blood , Or fev'n fair branches fpringing from one ...
... heads . Dutch . Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper fpur ? Hath love in thy old blood no living fire ? Edward's fev'n fons , whereof thyself art one , Were as fev'n vials of his facred blood , Or fev'n fair branches fpringing from one ...
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... head , [ To Gaunt . Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers ; And with thy bleffings steel my lance's point , That it may enter Mowbray's waxen coat , And furbish new the name of John o ' Gaunt Ev'n in the lufty ' haviour of his fon ...
... head , [ To Gaunt . Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers ; And with thy bleffings steel my lance's point , That it may enter Mowbray's waxen coat , And furbish new the name of John o ' Gaunt Ev'n in the lufty ' haviour of his fon ...
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... head , And yet encaged in fo fmall a verge , Thy wafte is no whit leffer than thy land . Oh , had thy grandfire , with a prophet's eye , Seen how his fon's fon fhould destroy his fons , From forth thy reach he would have laid thy fhame ...
... head , And yet encaged in fo fmall a verge , Thy wafte is no whit leffer than thy land . Oh , had thy grandfire , with a prophet's eye , Seen how his fon's fon fhould destroy his fons , From forth thy reach he would have laid thy fhame ...
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... head , Should run thy head from thy unreverend shoulders . Gaunt . Oh , fpare me not , my brother Edward's fon , For that I was his father Edward's fon . That blood already , like the pelican , Haft thou tapt out , and drunkenly carous ...
... head , Should run thy head from thy unreverend shoulders . Gaunt . Oh , fpare me not , my brother Edward's fon , For that I was his father Edward's fon . That blood already , like the pelican , Haft thou tapt out , and drunkenly carous ...
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The Works: Of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes. Collated with the ..., Volume 4 William Shakespeare Visualização completa - 1757 |
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Página 64 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...