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Page 366
York . You will be there , I know . [ They kiss . Aum . If God prevent it not ; I
purpose so . Queen . Give me mire own again ; ' twere no good York . What real
is that , that hangs without thy bo part , To take on me to keep , and kill thy heart .
York . You will be there , I know . [ They kiss . Aum . If God prevent it not ; I
purpose so . Queen . Give me mire own again ; ' twere no good York . What real
is that , that hangs without thy bo part , To take on me to keep , and kill thy heart .
Page 479
As for the duke of York , —this late complaint But God in mercy so deal with my
soul , Will make but little for his benefit : As I in duty love my king and country ! But
, to the matter that we have in hand :So , one by one , we'll weed them all at last ...
As for the duke of York , —this late complaint But God in mercy so deal with my
soul , Will make but little for his benefit : As I in duty love my king and country ! But
, to the matter that we have in hand :So , one by one , we'll weed them all at last ...
Page 487
My lord of York , try what your fortune is . More than mistrust , that shows him
worthy death . The uncivil Kernes of Ireland are in arms , York . So that , by this ,
you would not have him die . And temper clay with blood of Englishmen : Suf .
My lord of York , try what your fortune is . More than mistrust , that shows him
worthy death . The uncivil Kernes of Ireland are in arms , York . So that , by this ,
you would not have him die . And temper clay with blood of Englishmen : Suf .
Page 503
Mayor of York . LieuLord Clifford . tenant of the Tower . 4 Nobleman . Two
Keepers . Richard Plantagenet , duke of York : A Huntsman . A Son that has killed
his Father . A Edward , carl of March , afterwards king Father that has killed his
Son .
Mayor of York . LieuLord Clifford . tenant of the Tower . 4 Nobleman . Two
Keepers . Richard Plantagenet , duke of York : A Huntsman . A Son that has killed
his Father . A Edward , carl of March , afterwards king Father that has killed his
Son .
Page 504
York . Thou art deceiv'd , I am thine . Exe . For shame , come down ; he made
thee duke of York . York . ' Twas my inheritance , as the earldom was . Exe . Thy
father was a traitor to the crown , War . Exeter , thou art a traitor to the crown , In ...
York . Thou art deceiv'd , I am thine . Exe . For shame , come down ; he made
thee duke of York . York . ' Twas my inheritance , as the earldom was . Exe . Thy
father was a traitor to the crown , War . Exeter , thou art a traitor to the crown , In ...
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Page 224 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 321 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 1 |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Edition | 6 |
| Publisher | Charles Willliams, 1813 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
| Length | 913 pages |
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