The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volume 4Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Page 1540
... thefe Eyes fhall never close . This is the Palace of the fearful King , And this the Regal Seat ; poffefs it York , For this is thine , and not King Henry's Heirs . York . Affift me then , fweet Warwick , and I will ; For hither we have ...
... thefe Eyes fhall never close . This is the Palace of the fearful King , And this the Regal Seat ; poffefs it York , For this is thine , and not King Henry's Heirs . York . Affift me then , fweet Warwick , and I will ; For hither we have ...
Page 1544
... thefe News . Weft . Farewel , faint - hearted and degenerate King , In whose cold Blood no fpark of Honour bides . North . Be thou a prey unto the House of York , And die in Bands , for this unmanly deed . Clif . In dreadful War , may ...
... thefe News . Weft . Farewel , faint - hearted and degenerate King , In whose cold Blood no fpark of Honour bides . North . Be thou a prey unto the House of York , And die in Bands , for this unmanly deed . Clif . In dreadful War , may ...
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... Thefe Tears are my fweet Rutland's Oof quies , And every drop cries vengeance to his Death , ' Gainft thee , fell Clifford , and thee , falfe French Woman . North . Befhrew me , but his Paffions move me fo , That hardly can I check mine ...
... Thefe Tears are my fweet Rutland's Oof quies , And every drop cries vengeance to his Death , ' Gainft thee , fell Clifford , and thee , falfe French Woman . North . Befhrew me , but his Paffions move me fo , That hardly can I check mine ...
Page 1554
... thefe Wounds , to feek out thee . [ Dies . Queen . Off with his Head , and fet it on York Gates , So York may overlook the Town of York . ACT II . SCENE I. [ Exeunt . A March . Enter Edward , Richard , and their Power . Edw . I Wonder ...
... thefe Wounds , to feek out thee . [ Dies . Queen . Off with his Head , and fet it on York Gates , So York may overlook the Town of York . ACT II . SCENE I. [ Exeunt . A March . Enter Edward , Richard , and their Power . Edw . I Wonder ...
Page 1557
... thefe News in tears , And now to add more meafure to your Woes , I come to tell you things fith then befaln . After the bloody Fray at Wakefield fought , Where your brave Father fought his latest Gafp , Tidings , as fwiftly as the Poft ...
... thefe News in tears , And now to add more meafure to your Woes , I come to tell you things fith then befaln . After the bloody Fray at Wakefield fought , Where your brave Father fought his latest Gafp , Tidings , as fwiftly as the Poft ...
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