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A dow'r , my Lords . ! disgrace not to your King , That he should be so abject ,
base and poor , To chuse for wealth , and not for perfect love . Henry is able to
enrich his Queen , And not to seek a Queen to make him rich . So worthless
peasants ...
A dow'r , my Lords . ! disgrace not to your King , That he should be so abject ,
base and poor , To chuse for wealth , and not for perfect love . Henry is able to
enrich his Queen , And not to seek a Queen to make him rich . So worthless
peasants ...
Page 233
If this news be true , Poor Queen and son ! your labour is but lost : For Warwick is
a subtle orator , And Lewis a Prince foon won with moving words : By this account
then Margaret may win him , For she's a woman to be pitied much : Her fighs ...
If this news be true , Poor Queen and son ! your labour is but lost : For Warwick is
a subtle orator , And Lewis a Prince foon won with moving words : By this account
then Margaret may win him , For she's a woman to be pitied much : Her fighs ...
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Anne . SET down , fet down your honourable load , If honour may be shrouded in
a herse ; Whilst I a while obsequiously lament Th'untimely fall of virtuous
Lancaster . Poor clay - cold figure of a holy King ! Pale ashes of the house of
Lancaster !
Anne . SET down , fet down your honourable load , If honour may be shrouded in
a herse ; Whilst I a while obsequiously lament Th'untimely fall of virtuous
Lancaster . Poor clay - cold figure of a holy King ! Pale ashes of the house of
Lancaster !
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Look how my ring encompasseth thy finger , Ev'n fo thy breast incloseth my poor
heart : Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor devoted
servant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou doft confirm his ...
Look how my ring encompasseth thy finger , Ev'n fo thy breast incloseth my poor
heart : Wear both of them , for both of them are thine . And if thy poor devoted
servant may But beg one favour at thy gracious hand , Thou doft confirm his ...
Page 303
... what I have said I will avouch in presence of the King : ' Tis time to speak , my
pains are quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I remember them too well ; Thou kill'dft
my husband Henry in the Tower , And Edward , my poor son , at Tewksbury .
... what I have said I will avouch in presence of the King : ' Tis time to speak , my
pains are quite forgot . Q. Mar. Out , devil ! I remember them too well ; Thou kill'dft
my husband Henry in the Tower , And Edward , my poor son , at Tewksbury .
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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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