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Page 216
... canst procure , Will but amount to five and twenty thousand : Why 6 ' Via !
straight to London will we march , And once again bestride our foaming steeds ,
And once again cry charge upon our foes , But never once again turn back and
Ay .
... canst procure , Will but amount to five and twenty thousand : Why 6 ' Via !
straight to London will we march , And once again bestride our foaming steeds ,
And once again cry charge upon our foes , But never once again turn back and
Ay .
Page 257
I am inform'd that he comes towards London , To let the crown once more on
Henry's head : Guess thou the rest , King Edward's friends must down . But to
prevent the tyrant's violence , ( For trust not him that once hath broken faith , ) I'll
hence ...
I am inform'd that he comes towards London , To let the crown once more on
Henry's head : Guess thou the rest , King Edward's friends must down . But to
prevent the tyrant's violence , ( For trust not him that once hath broken faith , ) I'll
hence ...
Page 266
William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. And all at once , once more a happy
farewel ! War . Farewel , sweet Lords ; let's meet at Coventry . [ Exe . K. Henry .
Here at the palace will I rest a while . Cousin of Exeter , what thinks your Lordship
?
William Shakespeare Sir Thomas Hanmer. And all at once , once more a happy
farewel ! War . Farewel , sweet Lords ; let's meet at Coventry . [ Exe . K. Henry .
Here at the palace will I rest a while . Cousin of Exeter , what thinks your Lordship
?
Page 386
Once more adieu , be valiant , and speed well ! Richm . Good Lords , conduct him
to his regiment : I'll ftrive , with troubled thoughts , to take a nap , Left leaden
slumber poise me down to - morrow , When I should mount with wings of victory ...
Once more adieu , be valiant , and speed well ! Richm . Good Lords , conduct him
to his regiment : I'll ftrive , with troubled thoughts , to take a nap , Left leaden
slumber poise me down to - morrow , When I should mount with wings of victory ...
Page 415
Yet see , when noble benefits shall prove Not well dispos'd , the mind growing
once corrupt , They turn to vicious forms , ten times more ugly Than ever they
were fair . This man fo s'complish'd , Who was enrolld ' mongst wonders , and
when ...
Yet see , when noble benefits shall prove Not well dispos'd , the mind growing
once corrupt , They turn to vicious forms , ten times more ugly Than ever they
were fair . This man fo s'complish'd , Who was enrolld ' mongst wonders , and
when ...
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