Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII |
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Page 174
All . A Clifford ! a Clifford ! we'll follow the King and Clifford . Cade . Was ever
feather fo lightly blown to and fro , as this multitude ? the name of Henry the fifth
hales them to an hundred mischiefs , and makes them leave me defolate . I see
them ...
All . A Clifford ! a Clifford ! we'll follow the King and Clifford . Cade . Was ever
feather fo lightly blown to and fro , as this multitude ? the name of Henry the fifth
hales them to an hundred mischiefs , and makes them leave me defolate . I see
them ...
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Call hither Clifford , bid him come amain , To say , if that the bastard boys of York
Shall be the furety for their traitor father . York . O blood - bespotted Neapolitan ,
Out - cast of Naples , England's bloody scourge ! The fons of York , thy betters in ...
Call hither Clifford , bid him come amain , To say , if that the bastard boys of York
Shall be the furety for their traitor father . York . O blood - bespotted Neapolitan ,
Out - cast of Naples , England's bloody scourge ! The fons of York , thy betters in ...
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Clifford of Cumberland , ? is Warwick calls ; And if thou doft not hide thee from the
bear , Now when the angry trumpet founds alarum , And dying mens eries do fill
the empty air , Clifford , I say , come " forth and fight with me , Proud northern ...
Clifford of Cumberland , ? is Warwick calls ; And if thou doft not hide thee from the
bear , Now when the angry trumpet founds alarum , And dying mens eries do fill
the empty air , Clifford , I say , come " forth and fight with me , Proud northern ...
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Ah , Tutor , look where bloody Clifford comes . Enter Clifford , and Soldiers . Clif .
Chaplain , away ! thy priesthood saves thy life ; As for the brat of this accursed
Duke , Whose father New my father , he shall die . Tutor . And I , my Lord , will
bear ...
Ah , Tutor , look where bloody Clifford comes . Enter Clifford , and Soldiers . Clif .
Chaplain , away ! thy priesthood saves thy life ; As for the brat of this accursed
Duke , Whose father New my father , he shall die . Tutor . And I , my Lord , will
bear ...
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Clifford groans . Rich . Whose soul is that which takes her heavy leave ? A deadly
groan , like life + ' in death departing . ... Revoke that doom of mercy , for ' tis
Clifford ; Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch , In hewing Rutland when
his ...
Clifford groans . Rich . Whose soul is that which takes her heavy leave ? A deadly
groan , like life + ' in death departing . ... Revoke that doom of mercy , for ' tis
Clifford ; Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch , In hewing Rutland when
his ...
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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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