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... tears . Anjou and Maine ! myself did win them both : Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer . And are the cities , that I got with wounds , Delivered up again with peaceful words ? York . For Suffolk's Duke , may he be fuffocate ...
... tears . Anjou and Maine ! myself did win them both : Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer . And are the cities , that I got with wounds , Delivered up again with peaceful words ? York . For Suffolk's Duke , may he be fuffocate ...
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... your fuits anew , and fue to him . [ Tears the fupplications . Away , bafe cullions : Suffolk , let them go . All . Come , let's be gone .. [ Exeunt Petitioners . Q. Mar. Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk , fay , is 16 The Second Part of.
... your fuits anew , and fue to him . [ Tears the fupplications . Away , bafe cullions : Suffolk , let them go . All . Come , let's be gone .. [ Exeunt Petitioners . Q. Mar. Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk , fay , is 16 The Second Part of.
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... tears , my heart of Ah , Humphry ! this difhonour in thin Will bring thy head with forrow to th I beseech your Majefty , give me leave Sorrow would Solace , and my age wou K. Henry : Stay Humphry , Duke of G Give up thy ftaff ; Henry ...
... tears , my heart of Ah , Humphry ! this difhonour in thin Will bring thy head with forrow to th I beseech your Majefty , give me leave Sorrow would Solace , and my age wou K. Henry : Stay Humphry , Duke of G Give up thy ftaff ; Henry ...
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... chariot - wheels , When thou didst ride in triumph thro ' the streets . But foft ! I think , fhe comes ; and I'll prepare My tear ftain'd eyes to see her miseries . Enter Enter the Dutchess in a white Sheet , and a King HENRY VI . 37.
... chariot - wheels , When thou didst ride in triumph thro ' the streets . But foft ! I think , fhe comes ; and I'll prepare My tear ftain'd eyes to see her miseries . Enter Enter the Dutchess in a white Sheet , and a King HENRY VI . 37.
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... tears , and hear my deep - fetch'd groans . The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet ; And when I ftart , the cruel people laugh : And bid me be advised how I tread . Ah ! Humphry , can I bear this fhameful yoak ? Trow'st thou , that ...
... tears , and hear my deep - fetch'd groans . The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet ; And when I ftart , the cruel people laugh : And bid me be advised how I tread . Ah ! Humphry , can I bear this fhameful yoak ? Trow'st thou , that ...
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againſt Anne Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby cauſe Cham Clar Clarence Clif Clifford confcience Coufin Crown death doth Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit faid falfe father fear felf fhall fhame fhould firft flain fleep foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glofter Grace Haflings haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour Houſe Humphry Jack Cade King Henry lady live lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Stanley Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble pleaſe pleaſure pray preſently Prince Queen reafon reft Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE changes ſhall ſhe Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak Suffolk tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand unto Warwick whofe wife
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Página 336 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Página 368 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Página 213 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell; Such terrible impression made my dream.
Página 366 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 190 - Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 190 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Página 200 - I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks, And yet to win her, — all the world to nothing ! Ha!
Página 211 - That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Página 366 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Página 375 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...