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In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. 1 。 12 22NT # P1517 Third Part Ο F King.
In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. 1 。 12 22NT # P1517 Third Part Ο F King.
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William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. 353 1709 R8 COPIL V.4 : : : P1537 1 Third Part OF King HENRY 822.8.
William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. 353 1709 R8 COPIL V.4 : : : P1537 1 Third Part OF King HENRY 822.8.
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William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. Third Part OF King HENRY VI , With the Death of the DUKE of YORK . Printed in the YEAR 1709 . ING Henry VI . KEdward Duke of Somerset , the THE.
William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe. Third Part OF King HENRY VI , With the Death of the DUKE of YORK . Printed in the YEAR 1709 . ING Henry VI . KEdward Duke of Somerset , the THE.
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... King ? War . True , Clifford , and that's Richard Duke of York . K. Henry . And fhall I ftand , and thou fit in my Thone ? York . It muft and fhall be fo , content thy felf . War . Be Duke of Lancaster , let him be King . Weft . He is both ...
... King ? War . True , Clifford , and that's Richard Duke of York . K. Henry . And fhall I ftand , and thou fit in my Thone ? York . It muft and fhall be fo , content thy felf . War . Be Duke of Lancaster , let him be King . Weft . He is both ...
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... Kings , Beseeching thee ( if with thy Will it stands ) That to my Foes this Body must be prey , Yet that thy Brazen Gates of Heaven may ope , And give sweet passage to my finful Soul . Now Lords , take leave ... King Henry VI . 1565.
... Kings , Beseeching thee ( if with thy Will it stands ) That to my Foes this Body must be prey , Yet that thy Brazen Gates of Heaven may ope , And give sweet passage to my finful Soul . Now Lords , take leave ... King Henry VI . 1565.
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Page 1744 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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.
Page 1537 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Page 1811 - Twixt right and wrong ; for pleasure and revenge Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice Of any true decision.
Page 1753 - Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely...
Page 1829 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Page 1747 - I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Page 1829 - That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer : welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. O ! let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, That all with one consent praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded...
Page 1747 - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Page 1844 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.