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Page 79
He talks of wood : it is some carpenter , Suf . Yet so my fancy , & c . ( b ) -
captivate ere now . Suf . Lady , wherefore talk you fo ? Mar. I cry you mercy , ' tis
but Quid for Qxo . Euf . Say , gentle Princess , & c . Suf . Suf . Say , gentle
Princess , would ...
He talks of wood : it is some carpenter , Suf . Yet so my fancy , & c . ( b ) -
captivate ere now . Suf . Lady , wherefore talk you fo ? Mar. I cry you mercy , ' tis
but Quid for Qxo . Euf . Say , gentle Princess , & c . Suf . Suf . Say , gentle
Princess , would ...
Page 149
Oh Henry , let me plead for gentle Suffolk ! K. Henry . Ungentle Queen , to call
him gentle Suffolk . No more , I say : if thou doft plead for him , Thou wilt but add
increase unto my wrath . Had I but said , I would have kept my word ; But when I ...
Oh Henry , let me plead for gentle Suffolk ! K. Henry . Ungentle Queen , to call
him gentle Suffolk . No more , I say : if thou doft plead for him , Thou wilt but add
increase unto my wrath . Had I but said , I would have kept my word ; But when I ...
Page 201
Stay , gentle Margaret , and hear me speak . Q. Mar. Thou halt spoke too much
already : get thee gone . K. Henry . Gentle son Edward , thou wilt stay with me ? Q
. Mar. Ay , to be murther'd by his enemies . Prince . When I return with victory from
...
Stay , gentle Margaret , and hear me speak . Q. Mar. Thou halt spoke too much
already : get thee gone . K. Henry . Gentle son Edward , thou wilt stay with me ? Q
. Mar. Ay , to be murther'd by his enemies . Prince . When I return with victory from
...
Page 308
I'll not believe but they ascend the sky , And there awake God's gentle Neeping
peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ;
and when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death ; Have not to do with
...
I'll not believe but they ascend the sky , And there awake God's gentle Neeping
peace . O Buckingham , beware of yonder dog ; Look , when he fawns , he bites ;
and when he bites , His venom tooth will rankle to the death ; Have not to do with
...
Page 365
Withdraw thee , wretched Marg'ret ; who comes here ? Enter Dutchefs and Queen
. Queen . Ah my poor Princes ! ah my tender babes ! ! My unblown flowers , new -
appearing sweets ! If yet your gentle fouls fly in the air , And be not fixt in doom ...
Withdraw thee , wretched Marg'ret ; who comes here ? Enter Dutchefs and Queen
. Queen . Ah my poor Princes ! ah my tender babes ! ! My unblown flowers , new -
appearing sweets ! If yet your gentle fouls fly in the air , And be not fixt in doom ...
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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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