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I'll lengthen it with mine ; And , having both together heaved it up , We'll both
together lift our heads to heaven , And never more abase our sight so low As to
vouchsafe one glance unto the ground . Glou . O Nell , sweet Nell , if thou dost
love ...
I'll lengthen it with mine ; And , having both together heaved it up , We'll both
together lift our heads to heaven , And never more abase our sight so low As to
vouchsafe one glance unto the ground . Glou . O Nell , sweet Nell , if thou dost
love ...
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Thy heaven is on earth ; thine eyes and thoughts Beat on a crown , the treasure
of thy heart ; Pernicious protector , dangerous peer , That smooth'st it so with king
and commonweal ! Glou . What , cardinal , is your priesthood grown peremptory ...
Thy heaven is on earth ; thine eyes and thoughts Beat on a crown , the treasure
of thy heart ; Pernicious protector , dangerous peer , That smooth'st it so with king
and commonweal ! Glou . What , cardinal , is your priesthood grown peremptory ...
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QUEEN . Gloucester , see here the tainture of thy nest , And look thyself be
faultless , thou wert best . Glou . Madam , for myself , to heaven I do appeal , How
I have loved my king and commonweal : And , for my wife , I know not how it
stands ...
QUEEN . Gloucester , see here the tainture of thy nest , And look thyself be
faultless , thou wert best . Glou . Madam , for myself , to heaven I do appeal , How
I have loved my king and commonweal : And , for my wife , I know not how it
stands ...
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Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band , I will stir up in England some black
storm Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell ; And this fell tempest shall
not cease to rage Until the golden circuit on my head , Like to the glorious sun's ...
Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band , I will stir up in England some black
storm Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell ; And this fell tempest shall
not cease to rage Until the golden circuit on my head , Like to the glorious sun's ...
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O heavenly God ! QUEEN . How fares my gracious lord ? Sur . Comfort , my
sovereign ! gracious Henry , comfort ! King . What , doth my Lord of Suffolk
comfort me ? Came he right now to sing a raven's note , Whose dismal tune
bereft my vital ...
O heavenly God ! QUEEN . How fares my gracious lord ? Sur . Comfort , my
sovereign ! gracious Henry , comfort ! King . What , doth my Lord of Suffolk
comfort me ? Came he right now to sing a raven's note , Whose dismal tune
bereft my vital ...
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arms bear blood body bring Buck Buckingham Cade cardinal Clif Clifford commons crown dead death Dick doth Duch duchess Duke Duke Humphrey enemy England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face false father fear fight follow France give Glou Gloucester grace hand hath head heart heaven Henry highness honour hope HUME Humphrey's IDEN John keep king leave live London look lord lost madam Maine majesty master means mind murder never night noble peace Peter pray presently prince protector proud QUEEN realm Saint Salisbury SCENE shame sight SIMP soldiers Somerset soul Sound sovereign speak stand stay Suffolk sword tears tell thank thee thine things thou thou art thou hast thought thousand tongue traitor treason true uncle unto Warwick wife York
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakespeare, Volume 12 Favourite classics: Plays of Shakespeare The Plays of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Colaborador | Georg Brandes |
| Editora | W. Heinemann, 1904 |
| Original de | Universidade de Michigan |
| Digitalizado | 14 Mar 2013 |
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