King John ; King Richard II ; King Henry IV. Part 1 ; King Henry IV. Part 2 ; Henry V ; King Henry VI. Part 1 ; King Henry VI. Part 2Jacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Сторінка 990
... Breath ? King Lewis , determine what we shall do ftreight . Lewis . Women and Fools break off your Conference . King John , this is the very Sum of all ; England , and Ireland , Angiers , Tourain , Main , In right of Arthur do I claim ...
... Breath ? King Lewis , determine what we shall do ftreight . Lewis . Women and Fools break off your Conference . King John , this is the very Sum of all ; England , and Ireland , Angiers , Tourain , Main , In right of Arthur do I claim ...
Сторінка 997
... breathing Lives to die in Beds , That here come Sacrifices for the Field ; Persevere not , but hear me , mighty Kings . K. John . Speak on ; with Favour we are bent to hear . Citi . That Daughter there of Spain , the Lady Blanch , Is ...
... breathing Lives to die in Beds , That here come Sacrifices for the Field ; Persevere not , but hear me , mighty Kings . K. John . Speak on ; with Favour we are bent to hear . Citi . That Daughter there of Spain , the Lady Blanch , Is ...
Сторінка 998
... now melted by the windy breath Of foft Petitions , Pity and Remorse , Cool and congeal again to what it was , Citi . Why anfwer not the double Majefties , This ? Citi 998 The Life and Death Whofe fulness of Perfection lyes in him. ...
... now melted by the windy breath Of foft Petitions , Pity and Remorse , Cool and congeal again to what it was , Citi . Why anfwer not the double Majefties , This ? Citi 998 The Life and Death Whofe fulness of Perfection lyes in him. ...
Сторінка 1002
... Breath of a common Man : Believe me , I do not believe thee Man , I have a King's Oath to the contrary . Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me , For I am fick , and capable of Fears . Oppreft with Wrongs , and therefore full of ...
... Breath of a common Man : Believe me , I do not believe thee Man , I have a King's Oath to the contrary . Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me , For I am fick , and capable of Fears . Oppreft with Wrongs , and therefore full of ...
Сторінка 1005
... in our forefaid holy Father's Name , Pope Innocent , I do demand of thee . K. John . What earthy Name to Interrogatories Can tafte the Free - breath of a facred King ? Thou ! Thou canst not , Cardinal , devife a Name So of King John . 1005.
... in our forefaid holy Father's Name , Pope Innocent , I do demand of thee . K. John . What earthy Name to Interrogatories Can tafte the Free - breath of a facred King ? Thou ! Thou canst not , Cardinal , devife a Name So of King John . 1005.
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