The Plays of William Shakspeare ...C. Bathurst, 1785 |
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Page 137
... York . York . My lord , most humbly on my knee I beg The leading of the vaward . K. Henry . Take it , brave York .--- Now , foldiers , march away : And how thou pleafeft , God , difpofe the day ! SCENE IV , The field of battle ...
... York . York . My lord , most humbly on my knee I beg The leading of the vaward . K. Henry . Take it , brave York .--- Now , foldiers , march away : And how thou pleafeft , God , difpofe the day ! SCENE IV , The field of battle ...
Page 144
... York commends him to your majefty . K. Henry . Lives he , good uncle ? thrice , within this hour , I faw him down , thrice up again , and fighting ; From helmet to the fpur , all blood he was . Exe . In which array , ( brave foldier ...
... York commends him to your majefty . K. Henry . Lives he , good uncle ? thrice , within this hour , I faw him down , thrice up again , and fighting ; From helmet to the fpur , all blood he was . Exe . In which array , ( brave foldier ...
Page 157
... York , the earl of Suf- folk , Sir Richard Ketly , Davy Gam efquire : None else of name ; and , of all other men , But five and twenty . K. Henry . O God , thy arm was here ! And not to us , but to thy arm alone , Afcribe we all - When ...
... York , the earl of Suf- folk , Sir Richard Ketly , Davy Gam efquire : None else of name ; and , of all other men , But five and twenty . K. Henry . O God , thy arm was here ! And not to us , but to thy arm alone , Afcribe we all - When ...
Page 182
... York . Mortimer , earl of March . Sir John Faftolfe . Woodvile , lieutenant of the Tower . Lord Mayor of London . Sir Thomas Gargrave . Sir William Glanfdale . Sir William Lucy . Vernon , of the White Rofe , or York fattion . Baffet ...
... York . Mortimer , earl of March . Sir John Faftolfe . Woodvile , lieutenant of the Tower . Lord Mayor of London . Sir Thomas Gargrave . Sir William Glanfdale . Sir William Lucy . Vernon , of the White Rofe , or York fattion . Baffet ...
Page 228
... York , I will not live to be accounted Warwick . Mean time , in fignal of my love to thee , Against proud Somerset , and William Poole , Will I upon thy party wear this rofe : And here I prophefy , -This brawl to - day Grown to this ...
... York , I will not live to be accounted Warwick . Mean time , in fignal of my love to thee , Against proud Somerset , and William Poole , Will I upon thy party wear this rofe : And here I prophefy , -This brawl to - day Grown to this ...
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