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Page 143
As for my self , foe as he was to me , Might liquid tears , or heart - offending
groans , Or blood - consuming fighs recall his life ; I would be blind with weeping ,
fick with groans , Look pale as primrose with blood - drinking sighs , And all to
have ...
As for my self , foe as he was to me , Might liquid tears , or heart - offending
groans , Or blood - consuming fighs recall his life ; I would be blind with weeping ,
fick with groans , Look pale as primrose with blood - drinking sighs , And all to
have ...
Page 210
Beshrew me but his passions move me so , That hardly can I check mine eyes
from tears . York . Thai face of his The hungry Canibals would not have touch'd ,
Would not have stain'd the roses ? ' just i ' th'bud : ' 3 ' You're ' more inhuman ...
Beshrew me but his passions move me so , That hardly can I check mine eyes
from tears . York . Thai face of his The hungry Canibals would not have touch'd ,
Would not have stain'd the roses ? ' just i ' th'bud : ' 3 ' You're ' more inhuman ...
Page 213
To weep , is to make less the depth of grief : Tears then for babes ; blows and
revenge for me ! Richard , I bear thy name , I'll venge thy death , Or die renowned
by attempting it . Edw . His name that valiant Duke hath left with thee : His ...
To weep , is to make less the depth of grief : Tears then for babes ; blows and
revenge for me ! Richard , I bear thy name , I'll venge thy death , Or die renowned
by attempting it . Edw . His name that valiant Duke hath left with thee : His ...
Page 226
My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks : And no more words , ' till they
have How'd their fill . ... Weep , wretched man , I'll aid thee tear for tear ; And let
our hearts and eyes , like civil war , Be blind with tears , and break o'er - charg'd
with ...
My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks : And no more words , ' till they
have How'd their fill . ... Weep , wretched man , I'll aid thee tear for tear ; And let
our hearts and eyes , like civil war , Be blind with tears , and break o'er - charg'd
with ...
Page 296
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn falt tears ; Sham'd their aspects with
store of childish drops : . These eyes , which never shed remorseful tear , Not
when my father York , and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that Rutland
...
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn falt tears ; Sham'd their aspects with
store of childish drops : . These eyes , which never shed remorseful tear , Not
when my father York , and Edward wept , To hear the piteous moan that Rutland
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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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