Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIII |
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Page 130
First note , that he is near you in defcent , And should you fall , he is the next will
mount . Me seemeth then , it is no policy , ( Respecting what a ranc'rous mind he
bears , And his advantage following your decease ) That That he should come ...
First note , that he is near you in defcent , And should you fall , he is the next will
mount . Me seemeth then , it is no policy , ( Respecting what a ranc'rous mind he
bears , And his advantage following your decease ) That That he should come ...
Page 271
Why ask I that ? my mangled body shews , My blood , my want of strength , my
fick heart shews , That I must yield my body to the earth , And by my fall , the
conquest to my foe . Thus yields the Cedar , to the ax's edge , Whose arms gave
shelter ...
Why ask I that ? my mangled body shews , My blood , my want of strength , my
fick heart shews , That I must yield my body to the earth , And by my fall , the
conquest to my foe . Thus yields the Cedar , to the ax's edge , Whose arms gave
shelter ...
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This is the day , which in King Edward's time I wisht might fall on me , when I was
found False to his children , or his wife's allies . This is the day wherein I wisht to
fall By the false faith of him whom most I trusted : This the determin'd respite 2 of ...
This is the day , which in King Edward's time I wisht might fall on me , when I was
found False to his children , or his wife's allies . This is the day wherein I wisht to
fall By the false faith of him whom most I trusted : This the determin'd respite 2 of ...
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Richard , thy wife , that wretched Anne thy wife , That never slept a quiet hour with
thee , ( TO K. Rich , Now fills thy Deep with perturbations : To - morrow in the
battel think on me , And fall thy edglefs sword : despair and die ! Thou quiet soul ...
Richard , thy wife , that wretched Anne thy wife , That never slept a quiet hour with
thee , ( TO K. Rich , Now fills thy Deep with perturbations : To - morrow in the
battel think on me , And fall thy edglefs sword : despair and die ! Thou quiet soul ...
Page 461
What's this — To the Pope ? The letter , as I live , with all the business I writ to's
Holiness . Nay , then farewel ; I've touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ,
And from that full meridian of my glory , I hafte now to my setting . I shall fall Like a
...
What's this — To the Pope ? The letter , as I live , with all the business I writ to's
Holiness . Nay , then farewel ; I've touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ,
And from that full meridian of my glory , I hafte now to my setting . I shall fall Like a
...
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Page 466 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
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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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