The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Henry VI, pt. 1-3 |
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Let's to the altar : -Heralds , wait on us :Instead of gold , we'll offer up our arms ;
Since arms avail not , now that Henry's dead.Posterity , await for wretched years ,
When at their mother's moist eyes babes shall suck ; Our isle be made a nourish
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Let's to the altar : -Heralds , wait on us :Instead of gold , we'll offer up our arms ;
Since arms avail not , now that Henry's dead.Posterity , await for wretched years ,
When at their mother's moist eyes babes shall suck ; Our isle be made a nourish
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The law made no distinction , the dead body of the vanquished was equally
adjudged to the punishment of a convicted traitor , in order that his posterity might
participate in his infamy . Indeed the record seems decisive ; for it states that the ...
The law made no distinction , the dead body of the vanquished was equally
adjudged to the punishment of a convicted traitor , in order that his posterity might
participate in his infamy . Indeed the record seems decisive ; for it states that the ...
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... to my liege 1 16 . . And do not stand on quillets , how to slay him : • Be it by gins
, by snares , by subtilty , • Sleeping or waking , ' tis no matter how , • So he be
dead ; for that is good deceit " Which mates 17 him first , that first intends deceit .
... to my liege 1 16 . . And do not stand on quillets , how to slay him : • Be it by gins
, by snares , by subtilty , • Sleeping or waking , ' tis no matter how , • So he be
dead ; for that is good deceit " Which mates 17 him first , that first intends deceit .
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K. Hen . I thank thee , Margaret ; these words content me much.Re - enter
SUFFOLK . • How now ? why look'st thou pale ? why tremblest thou ? " Where is
our uncle ? what is the matter , Suffolk ? Suf . Dead in his bed , my lord ; Gloster is
dead ...
K. Hen . I thank thee , Margaret ; these words content me much.Re - enter
SUFFOLK . • How now ? why look'st thou pale ? why tremblest thou ? " Where is
our uncle ? what is the matter , Suffolk ? Suf . Dead in his bed , my lord ; Gloster is
dead ...
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Sword , I will hallow thee for this thy deed , · And hang thee o'er my tomb , when I
am dead 6 : * Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point ; * But thou shalt wear
it as a herald's coat , * To emblaze the honour that thy master got .
Sword , I will hallow thee for this thy deed , · And hang thee o'er my tomb , when I
am dead 6 : * Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point ; * But thou shalt wear
it as a herald's coat , * To emblaze the honour that thy master got .
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arms bear blood body brother Cade Clarence Clif Clifford common crown dead death doth duke earl Edward enemies England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fight follow Forces France French friends give Gloster grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry's highness Holinshed honour hope I'll John keep King Henry Lady leave live London look lord lost March Margaret master means mind never night noble old play once passage peace play present prince queen rest Rich Richard Salisbury SCENE Shakspeare soldiers Somerset soul speak stand stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought true unto Warwick York
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