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Página 206
What , Buckingham , and Clifford , are ye so brave ? - And you , base peasants ,
do ye believe him ? will you needs be hanged with your pardons about your
necks ? Hath my sword therefore broke through London Gates , that you should
leave ...
What , Buckingham , and Clifford , are ye so brave ? - And you , base peasants ,
do ye believe him ? will you needs be hanged with your pardons about your
necks ? Hath my sword therefore broke through London Gates , that you should
leave ...
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All . A Clifford ! a Clifford ! we ' ll follow the king and Clifford . Cade . Was ever
feather so lightly blown to and fro , as this multitude ? the name of Henry the fifth
hales them to an hundred mischiefs , and makes them leave me desolate .
All . A Clifford ! a Clifford ! we ' ll follow the king and Clifford . Cade . Was ever
feather so lightly blown to and fro , as this multitude ? the name of Henry the fifth
hales them to an hundred mischiefs , and makes them leave me desolate .
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Call hither Clifford ; bid him come amain , To say , if that the bastard boys of York
Shall be the surety for their traitor father . York . O blood - bespotted Neapolitan ,
Outcast of Naples , England ' s bloody scourge ! The sons of York , thy betters in ...
Call hither Clifford ; bid him come amain , To say , if that the bastard boys of York
Shall be the surety for their traitor father . York . O blood - bespotted Neapolitan ,
Outcast of Naples , England ' s bloody scourge ! The sons of York , thy betters in ...
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Clifford of Cumberland , ' tis Warwick calls ! And if thou dost not hide thee from the
bear , Now , — when the angry trumpet sounds alarm , And dead men ' s cries do
fill the empty air ,Clifford , I say , come forth and fight with me ! Proud northern ...
Clifford of Cumberland , ' tis Warwick calls ! And if thou dost not hide thee from the
bear , Now , — when the angry trumpet sounds alarm , And dead men ' s cries do
fill the empty air ,Clifford , I say , come forth and fight with me ! Proud northern ...
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Ah , Clifford ! murder not this innocent child , Lest thou be hated both of God and
man . [ Erit , forced off by Soldiers . Clif . How now ! is he dead already ? Or , is it
fear , That makes him close his eyes ? — I ' ll open them . Rut . So looks the pent
...
Ah , Clifford ! murder not this innocent child , Lest thou be hated both of God and
man . [ Erit , forced off by Soldiers . Clif . How now ! is he dead already ? Or , is it
fear , That makes him close his eyes ? — I ' ll open them . Rut . So looks the pent
...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alarum arms bear better blood body brave brother Cade Char Charles Clarence Clif Clifford command crown dead death doth duke earl Edward enemies England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fight foes follow Forces France French friends give Gloster grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hence Henry's highness hold honour hope I'll John keep King Henry lady leave live look lord majesty Margaret master means never noble once peace poor prince prisoner protector queen rest Rich Richard Salisbury SCENE shalt shame soldiers Somerset soul sovereign speak stand stay Suffolk sweet sword Talbot tears tell thee thine thou thou art thought thousand towns traitor treason true uncle unto Warwick yield York
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Página 337 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Página 6 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night ! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death ! Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Página 41 - Will I upon thy party wear this rose. And here I prophesy, — this brawl to-day , Grown to this faction in the Temple garden, Shall send , between the red rose and the white , A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
Página 191 - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer : all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfry go to grass.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen3 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 27 Dic. 2006 |
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