Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... Glou . England ne'er had a King until his time : Virtue he had , deferving to command . His brandifh'd fword did blind men with its beams ; His arms fpread wider than a Dragon's wings ; A 3 2 crystal . old edit . Warb , emend . " His ...
... Glou . England ne'er had a King until his time : Virtue he had , deferving to command . His brandifh'd fword did blind men with its beams ; His arms fpread wider than a Dragon's wings ; A 3 2 crystal . old edit . Warb , emend . " His ...
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... Glou . The church ? where is it ? had not church - men His thread of life had not fo foon decay'd . None do you like but an effeminate Prince , Whom like a school - boy you may over - awe . Win . Glo'fter , whate'er we like , thou art ...
... Glou . The church ? where is it ? had not church - men His thread of life had not fo foon decay'd . None do you like but an effeminate Prince , Whom like a school - boy you may over - awe . Win . Glo'fter , whate'er we like , thou art ...
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... Glou . We will not fly but to our enemies throats . Bedford , if thou be flack , I'll fight it out . Bed . Glofter , why doubt'ft thou of my forwardness ? An army have I mufter'd in my thoughts , Wherewith already France is over - run ...
... Glou . We will not fly but to our enemies throats . Bedford , if thou be flack , I'll fight it out . Bed . Glofter , why doubt'ft thou of my forwardness ? An army have I mufter'd in my thoughts , Wherewith already France is over - run ...
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... Glou . I'll to the Tower with all the hafte I can , To view th ' artillery and ammunition , And then I will proclaim young Henry King . [ Exit Gloucefter . Exe . To Eltham will I , where the young King is , J Win . Each hath his place ...
... Glou . I'll to the Tower with all the hafte I can , To view th ' artillery and ammunition , And then I will proclaim young Henry King . [ Exit Gloucefter . Exe . To Eltham will I , where the young King is , J Win . Each hath his place ...
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... Glou . Am this day come to furvey the Tower ; Since Henry's death I fear there is conveyance . Where be thefe warders , that they wait not here ? Open the gates . ' Tis Gloucefter that calls . I Ward . Who's there that knocketh fo ...
... Glou . Am this day come to furvey the Tower ; Since Henry's death I fear there is conveyance . Where be thefe warders , that they wait not here ? Open the gates . ' Tis Gloucefter that calls . I Ward . Who's there that knocketh fo ...
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againſt Alarum Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf felves fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Protector Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand unto Warwick whofe
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