Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII |
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With what a majesty he bears himself , How insolent of late he is become , How
peremptory and unlike himself ! We know the time since he was mild and affable ,
And if we did but glance a far - off look , Immediately he was upon his knee , That
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With what a majesty he bears himself , How insolent of late he is become , How
peremptory and unlike himself ! We know the time since he was mild and affable ,
And if we did but glance a far - off look , Immediately he was upon his knee , That
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Page 184
I am the King , and thou a false - heart traitor Call hither to the stake my two brave
bears , a That with the very shaking of their ... Are these thy bears ? we'll bait thy
bears to death , And manacle the bear - ward in their chains , If thou dar'it bring ...
I am the King , and thou a false - heart traitor Call hither to the stake my two brave
bears , a That with the very shaking of their ... Are these thy bears ? we'll bait thy
bears to death , And manacle the bear - ward in their chains , If thou dar'it bring ...
Page 186
And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear , And tread it under foot with all contempt ,
Despight the bear - ward that protects the bear . Ñ . Clif . And so to arms ,
victorious noble father , To quell the rebels and their complices . R. Plan . Fie ,
charity ...
And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear , And tread it under foot with all contempt ,
Despight the bear - ward that protects the bear . Ñ . Clif . And so to arms ,
victorious noble father , To quell the rebels and their complices . R. Plan . Fie ,
charity ...
Page 239
Then since this earth affords no joy to me , But to command , to check , to o'er -
bear such As are of better person than my.felf ; I'll make my heav'n to dream upon
the crown , And while I live t'account this world but hell , Until the ? ' head this mif
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Then since this earth affords no joy to me , But to command , to check , to o'er -
bear such As are of better person than my.felf ; I'll make my heav'n to dream upon
the crown , And while I live t'account this world but hell , Until the ? ' head this mif
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Page 278
Nay , never bear me hence , dispatch me here : Here fheath thy sword , I'll pardon
thee my death : What ? wilt thou not ? then , Clarence , do it thou . Cla . By heav'n
I will not do thee so much ease . [ do it , Q. Mar. Good Clarence , do ; sweet ...
Nay , never bear me hence , dispatch me here : Here fheath thy sword , I'll pardon
thee my death : What ? wilt thou not ? then , Clarence , do it thou . Cla . By heav'n
I will not do thee so much ease . [ do it , Q. Mar. Good Clarence , do ; sweet ...
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