The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts. Revis'd and Corrected, with an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Svazek 4 |
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Strana 1542
Poor Clifford ! how I scorn his worthless Threats . York . Will you , we shew our Title to the Crowns If not , our Swords shall plead it in the Field . K. Henry . What Title hast thou , Traitor , to the Crown ?
Poor Clifford ! how I scorn his worthless Threats . York . Will you , we shew our Title to the Crowns If not , our Swords shall plead it in the Field . K. Henry . What Title hast thou , Traitor , to the Crown ?
Strana 1546
Poor Queen , How love to me , and to her Son , Hath made her break out into terms of Rage . Reveng'd may she be on that hateful Duke , Whose haughty Spirit , winged with desire , Will cost my Crown , and like an empty Eagle , Tire on ...
Poor Queen , How love to me , and to her Son , Hath made her break out into terms of Rage . Reveng'd may she be on that hateful Duke , Whose haughty Spirit , winged with desire , Will cost my Crown , and like an empty Eagle , Tire on ...
Strana 1549
In vain thou speak'st , poor Boy : . My Father's Blood hath stopt the passage Where thy Words should enter , Rus . Then let my Father's Blood open it again , He is a Man , and , Clifford , cope with him .
In vain thou speak'st , poor Boy : . My Father's Blood hath stopt the passage Where thy Words should enter , Rus . Then let my Father's Blood open it again , He is a Man , and , Clifford , cope with him .
Strana 1552
Alas , poor Tork , but that I hate thee deadly , I should lament thy miserable State . I prithee grieve , to make me merry , York . What , hath , thy fiery Heart so parche chine Intrails , That not a Tear can fall for Rutland's Death ...
Alas , poor Tork , but that I hate thee deadly , I should lament thy miserable State . I prithee grieve , to make me merry , York . What , hath , thy fiery Heart so parche chine Intrails , That not a Tear can fall for Rutland's Death ...
Strana 1553
Hith that poor Monarch taugh thee to infult ? : It needs not , nor it boots thee not , proud Queen , Unless the Adage must be verify'd ; That Biggars mounted run their Horse to Death . Tis Beauty that doih oft make Women proud , But God ...
Hith that poor Monarch taugh thee to infult ? : It needs not , nor it boots thee not , proud Queen , Unless the Adage must be verify'd ; That Biggars mounted run their Horse to Death . Tis Beauty that doih oft make Women proud , But God ...
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