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
You are old enough now , And yet methinks you lose : : Father , tear the Crown from the Usurper's Head . Edw . Sweet Father do so , set it on your Head . Mount . Good Brother , As thou lov't and honourest Arms , Let's fight it out ...
You are old enough now , And yet methinks you lose : : Father , tear the Crown from the Usurper's Head . Edw . Sweet Father do so , set it on your Head . Mount . Good Brother , As thou lov't and honourest Arms , Let's fight it out ...
Strana 1552
What , hath , thy fiery Heart so parche chine Intrails , That not a Tear can fall for Rutland's Death , Why art thou patient , Man ? thou should'st be mad : And I , to make chee mad , do mock thee thus ; Stamp , rave and fret , that I ...
What , hath , thy fiery Heart so parche chine Intrails , That not a Tear can fall for Rutland's Death , Why art thou patient , Man ? thou should'st be mad : And I , to make chee mad , do mock thee thus ; Stamp , rave and fret , that I ...
Strana 1553
These Tears are my sweet Ruiland's Oil quies , And every drop cries vengeance to his Death , ' Gainst thee , fell Clifford , and the , false French Womada North . Befhrew me , but his Pallions move me lo , Thic liardly can I check mine ...
These Tears are my sweet Ruiland's Oil quies , And every drop cries vengeance to his Death , ' Gainst thee , fell Clifford , and the , false French Womada North . Befhrew me , but his Pallions move me lo , Thic liardly can I check mine ...
Strana 1554
See , ruthless Queen , a haplels Father's Tears : This Cloth thou dip'dft in Blood of my sweet Boy , And I with Tears do wash the Blood away . Keep thou the Napkin , and go boast of this , And if thou tell'At the heavy Story right ...
See , ruthless Queen , a haplels Father's Tears : This Cloth thou dip'dft in Blood of my sweet Boy , And I with Tears do wash the Blood away . Keep thou the Napkin , and go boast of this , And if thou tell'At the heavy Story right ...
Strana 1557
Is kindling Coals that fire up all my Breaft , And burn me up with Flames , that Tears would quench . 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 ...
Is kindling Coals that fire up all my Breaft , And burn me up with Flames , that Tears would quench . 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 ...
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