Mr. William Shakespeare: King John. Richard II. Henry IV |
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But flay'd , and made the western welkin blush , When the English measur'd backward their own ground In faint retire : O , bravely came we off , When with a volley of our needless shot , After fuch bloody toil , we bid good - night ...
But flay'd , and made the western welkin blush , When the English measur'd backward their own ground In faint retire : O , bravely came we off , When with a volley of our needless shot , After fuch bloody toil , we bid good - night ...
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Unkind remembrance ! thou , and eyeless night , Have done me fhame : Brave foldier , pardon me , That any accent , breaking from thy tongue , Should scape the true acquaintance of mine ear . Baf . Come , come ; fans compliment ...
Unkind remembrance ! thou , and eyeless night , Have done me fhame : Brave foldier , pardon me , That any accent , breaking from thy tongue , Should scape the true acquaintance of mine ear . Baf . Come , come ; fans compliment ...
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Now comes in the sweetest morfel of the night , and we must hence , and leave it unpick'd . [ Knock . ] More knocking at the door ? [ Re - enter BARDOLPH . ] How now ? what's the matter ? BAR . You must away to court , fir , presently ...
Now comes in the sweetest morfel of the night , and we must hence , and leave it unpick'd . [ Knock . ] More knocking at the door ? [ Re - enter BARDOLPH . ] How now ? what's the matter ? BAR . You must away to court , fir , presently ...
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