The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: Henry VI, pt. 1-3 |
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Give me my steeled coat , I'll fight for France.Away with these disgraceful wailing
robes ! Wounds I will lend the French , instead of eyes , To weep their
intermissive miseries 10 . Enter another Messenger . 2 Mess . Lords , view these
letters , full ...
Give me my steeled coat , I'll fight for France.Away with these disgraceful wailing
robes ! Wounds I will lend the French , instead of eyes , To weep their
intermissive miseries 10 . Enter another Messenger . 2 Mess . Lords , view these
letters , full ...
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To fight I will , but not to fly the foe . Tal . Part of thy father may be sav'd in thee .
John . No part of him , but will be shame in me . Tal . Thou never hadst renown ,
nor canst not lose it . John . Yes , your renowned name ; Shall fight abuse it ? Tal
.
To fight I will , but not to fly the foe . Tal . Part of thy father may be sav'd in thee .
John . No part of him , but will be shame in me . Tal . Thou never hadst renown ,
nor canst not lose it . John . Yes , your renowned name ; Shall fight abuse it ? Tal
.
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Saint George and victory ! fight , soldiers , fight : The regent hath with Talbot
broke his word , And left us to the rage of France his sword . Where is John Talbot
? – pause , and take thy breath ; I gave thee life , and rescu'd thee from death .
Saint George and victory ! fight , soldiers , fight : The regent hath with Talbot
broke his word , And left us to the rage of France his sword . Where is John Talbot
? – pause , and take thy breath ; I gave thee life , and rescu'd thee from death .
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Alas , my lord , I cannot fight ; * for God's * sake , pity my case ! the spite of man
prevaileth against me . 0 , Lord have mercy upon me ! I * shall never be able to
fight a blow : O Lord , my * heart ! Glo . Sirrah , or you must fight , or else be hang'
d .
Alas , my lord , I cannot fight ; * for God's * sake , pity my case ! the spite of man
prevaileth against me . 0 , Lord have mercy upon me ! I * shall never be able to
fight a blow : O Lord , my * heart ! Glo . Sirrah , or you must fight , or else be hang'
d .
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And he , that will not fight for such a hope , • Go home to bed , and like the owl by
day , • If he arise , be mock'd and wonder'd ' at . * Q. Mar. Thanks , gentle
Somerset : -sweet Oxford , thanks . * Prince . And take his thanks , that yet hath
nothing ...
And he , that will not fight for such a hope , • Go home to bed , and like the owl by
day , • If he arise , be mock'd and wonder'd ' at . * Q. Mar. Thanks , gentle
Somerset : -sweet Oxford , thanks . * Prince . And take his thanks , that yet hath
nothing ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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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