Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII |
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Exceeding the nine · Sibyls of old Rome : What's past and what's to come she can
descry . Speak , ihall I call her in ? believe my words , For they are certain and
infallible . Dau . Go call her in ; but first to try her skill , Reignier , stand thou as ...
Exceeding the nine · Sibyls of old Rome : What's past and what's to come she can
descry . Speak , ihall I call her in ? believe my words , For they are certain and
infallible . Dau . Go call her in ; but first to try her skill , Reignier , stand thou as ...
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And hark ye , Sirs ; because she is a maid , Spare for no faggots , let there be
enow : Place pitchy barrels on the fatal stake , That To her torture may be
shortened . Pucel . Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts ? Then , Joan ,
discover thine ...
And hark ye , Sirs ; because she is a maid , Spare for no faggots , let there be
enow : Place pitchy barrels on the fatal stake , That To her torture may be
shortened . Pucel . Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts ? Then , Joan ,
discover thine ...
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And therefore , Lords , since he affects her most , It most of all these reasons
bindeth us , In our opinions she should be preferr'd ; For what is wedlock forced ,
but a hell , An age of discord and continual strife ? Whereas the contrary bringeth
...
And therefore , Lords , since he affects her most , It most of all these reasons
bindeth us , In our opinions she should be preferr'd ; For what is wedlock forced ,
but a hell , An age of discord and continual strife ? Whereas the contrary bringeth
...
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K. Edw . I blame not her , she could say little less ; She had the wrong . But what
said Henry's Queen ? For so I heard that she was there in place . Poft . Tell bim (
quoth she ) my mourning weeds are done , And I am ready to put armour on .
K. Edw . I blame not her , she could say little less ; She had the wrong . But what
said Henry's Queen ? For so I heard that she was there in place . Poft . Tell bim (
quoth she ) my mourning weeds are done , And I am ready to put armour on .
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She may , my Lord , for Glo . She may , Lord Rivers ? why , who knows not fo ?
She niay do more , Sir , than denying that : She may help you to many fair
preferments , And then deny her aiding hand therein , And lay thofe honours on
your high ...
She may , my Lord , for Glo . She may , Lord Rivers ? why , who knows not fo ?
She niay do more , Sir , than denying that : She may help you to many fair
preferments , And then deny her aiding hand therein , And lay thofe honours on
your high ...
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| Title | Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII Volume 4 of The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Sir Thomas Hanmer |
| Publisher | J. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 10 Jul 2007 |
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