Historical plays: King Henry VI, pt. I-III. King Richard III. King Henry VIIIJ. and P. Knapton, 1745 |
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... thou as Dauphin in my place ; Queftion her proudly , let thy looks be ftern : By this means fhall we found what skill fhe hath . SCEN E VI . Enter Joan la Pucelle . M Reig . Fair maid , is't thou wilt do these wond'rous feats ? Pucel ...
... thou as Dauphin in my place ; Queftion her proudly , let thy looks be ftern : By this means fhall we found what skill fhe hath . SCEN E VI . Enter Joan la Pucelle . M Reig . Fair maid , is't thou wilt do these wond'rous feats ? Pucel ...
Side 14
... thou darʼst , And thou shalt find that I exceed my fex . Refolve on this , thou fhalt be fortunate If thou receive me for thy warlike mate . Dau . Thou haft aftonish'd me with thy high terms : Only this proof I'll of thy valour make ...
... thou darʼst , And thou shalt find that I exceed my fex . Refolve on this , thou fhalt be fortunate If thou receive me for thy warlike mate . Dau . Thou haft aftonish'd me with thy high terms : Only this proof I'll of thy valour make ...
Side 17
... thou command me be shut out ? Win . I do , thou moft ufurping Proditor , And not Protector of the King or realm . Glou . Stand back , thou manifeft confpirator , Thou that contriv'd'ft to murder our dead Lord , Thou that giv'ft b whores ...
... thou command me be shut out ? Win . I do , thou moft ufurping Proditor , And not Protector of the King or realm . Glou . Stand back , thou manifeft confpirator , Thou that contriv'd'ft to murder our dead Lord , Thou that giv'ft b whores ...
Side 18
... thou know'ft little of my wrongs : Here's Beaufort , that regards not God nor King , Hath here diftrain'd the Tower to his ufe . Win . Here's Glofter too , a foe to citizens , One that ftill motions war , and never peace , O'er ...
... thou know'ft little of my wrongs : Here's Beaufort , that regards not God nor King , Hath here diftrain'd the Tower to his ufe . Win . Here's Glofter too , a foe to citizens , One that ftill motions war , and never peace , O'er ...
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... thou shalt not . Be thou rul'd by me : Chief Mafter - gunner am I of this town , Something I muft do to procure me grace . The Prince's ' fpials have informed me , The English in the fuburbs clofe intrench'd ' Watch through a fecret ...
... thou shalt not . Be thou rul'd by me : Chief Mafter - gunner am I of this town , Something I muft do to procure me grace . The Prince's ' fpials have informed me , The English in the fuburbs clofe intrench'd ' Watch through a fecret ...
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againſt Alarum Anne anſwer Becauſe blood brother Buck Buckingham Cade Cardinal Catesby Cham Clarence Clif Clifford crown curfe death doth Duke of York Earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit fafe faid falfe father fear felf felves fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain foldiers fome forrow foul fpeak France friends ftand ftill fuch fweet fword Glo'fter Glou Gloucefter Grace haft Haftings hath heart heav'n Highneſs himſelf honour houſe Jack Cade King Henry Lady Lord Lord Chamberlain Lord Protector Madam mafter Majefty moft moſt muft muſt noble peace Plantagenet pleaſe pleaſure prefent Prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Rich Richard Richard Plantagenet SCENE ſelf ſhall Sir Thomas Lovell Somerfet ſpeak ſtate Suffolk Talbot tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand unto Warwick whofe
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