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The hope thereof, makes Clifford mourne in Steele. | The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel. | 3H6 I.i.58 |
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Patience is for Poultroones, such as he: | Patience is for poltroons, such as he; | 3H6 I.i.62 |
He durst not sit there, had your Father liu'd. | He durst not sit there had your father lived. | 3H6 I.i.63 |
My gracious Lord, here in the Parliament | My gracious lord, here in the parliament | 3H6 I.i.64 |
Let vs assayle the Family of Yorke. | Let us assail the family of York. | 3H6 I.i.65 |
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Whom should hee follow, but his naturall King? | Whom should he follow but his natural king? | 3H6 I.i.82 |
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Vrge it no more, lest that in stead of words, | Urge it no more; lest that, instead of words, | 3H6 I.i.98 |
I send thee, Warwicke, such a Messenger, | I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger | 3H6 I.i.99 |
As shall reuenge his death, before I stirre. | As shall revenge his death before I stir. | 3H6 I.i.100 |
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King Henry, be thy Title right or wrong, | King Henry, be thy title right or wrong, | 3H6 I.i.159 |
Lord Clifford vowes to fight in thy defence: | Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence; | 3H6 I.i.160 |
May that ground gape, and swallow me aliue, | May that ground gape and swallow me alive, | 3H6 I.i.161 |
Where I shall kneele to him that slew my Father. | Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! | 3H6 I.i.162 |
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What wrong is this vnto the Prince, your Sonne? | What wrong is this unto the Prince your son! | 3H6 I.i.176 |
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How hast thou iniur'd both thy selfe and vs? | How hast thou injured both thyself and us! | 3H6 I.i.179 |
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Come Cousin, let vs tell the Queene these Newes. | Come, cousin, let us tell the Queen these news. | 3H6 I.i.182 |
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In dreadfull Warre may'st thou be ouercome, | In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome, | 3H6 I.i.187 |
Or liue in peace abandon'd and despis'd. | Or live in peace abandoned and despised! | 3H6 I.i.188 |
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Chaplaine away, thy Priesthood saues thy life. | Chaplain, away! Thy priesthood saves thy life. | 3H6 I.iii.3 |
As for the Brat of this accursed Duke, | As for the brat of this accursed duke, | 3H6 I.iii.4 |
Whose Father slew my Father, he shall dye. | Whose father slew my father, he shall die. | 3H6 I.iii.5 |
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Souldiers, away with him. | Soldiers, away with him! | 3H6 I.iii.7 |
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How now? is he dead alreadie? / Or is it feare, | How now? Is he dead already? Or is it fear | 3H6 I.iii.10 |
that makes him close his eyes? / Ile open them. | That makes him close his eyes? I'll open them. | 3H6 I.iii.11 |
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In vaine thou speak'st, poore Boy: / My Fathers blood | In vain thou speakest, poor boy; my father's blood | 3H6 I.iii.21 |
hath stopt the passage / Where thy words should enter. | Hath stopped the passage where thy words should enter. | 3H6 I.iii.22 |
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Had I thy Brethren here, their liues and thine | Had I thy brethren here, their lives and thine | 3H6 I.iii.25 |
Were not reuenge sufficient for me: | Were not revenge sufficient for me; | 3H6 I.iii.26 |
No, if I digg'd vp thy fore-fathers Graues, | No, if I digged up thy forefathers' graves | 3H6 I.iii.27 |
And hung their rotten Coffins vp in Chaynes, | And hung their rotten coffins up in chains, | 3H6 I.iii.28 |
It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my heart. | It could not slake mine ire nor ease my heart. | 3H6 I.iii.29 |
The sight of any of the House of Yorke, | The sight of any of the house of York | 3H6 I.iii.30 |
Is as a furie to torment my Soule: | Is as a fury to torment my soul; | 3H6 I.iii.31 |
And till I root out their accursed Line, | And till I root out their accursed line | 3H6 I.iii.32 |
And leaue not one aliue, I liue in Hell. | And leave not one alive, I live in hell. | 3H6 I.iii.33 |
Therefore--- | Therefore – | 3H6 I.iii.34 |
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Such pitty as my Rapiers point affords. | Such pity as my rapier's point affords. | 3H6 I.iii.37 |
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Thy Father hath. | Thy father hath. | 3H6 I.iii.39.1 |
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No cause? thy Father slew my Father: therefore dye. | No cause? | 3H6 I.iii.46 |
| Thy father slew my father; therefore, die. | 3H6 I.iii.47 |
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Plantagenet, I come Plantagenet: | Plantagenet! I come, Plantagenet! | 3H6 I.iii.49 |
And this thy Sonnes blood cleauing to my Blade, | And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade | 3H6 I.iii.50 |
Shall rust vpon my Weapon, till thy blood | Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood | 3H6 I.iii.51 |
Congeal'd with this, doe make me wipe off both. | Congealed with this, do make me wipe off both. | 3H6 I.iii.52 |
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I, to such mercy, as his ruthlesse Arme | Ay, to such mercy as his ruthless arm | 3H6 I.iv.31 |
With downe-right payment, shew'd vnto my Father. | With downright payment showed unto my father. | 3H6 I.iv.32 |
Now Phaton hath tumbled from his Carre, | Now Phaethon hath tumbled from his car, | 3H6 I.iv.33 |
And made an Euening at the Noone-tide Prick. | And made an evening at the noontide prick. | 3H6 I.iv.34 |
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So Cowards fight, when they can flye no further, | So cowards fight when they can fly no further; | 3H6 I.iv.40 |
So Doues doe peck the Faulcons piercing Tallons, | So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons; | 3H6 I.iv.41 |
So desperate Theeues, all hopelesse of their Liues, | So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their lives, | 3H6 I.iv.42 |
Breathe out Inuectiues 'gainst the Officers. | Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers. | 3H6 I.iv.43 |
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I will not bandie with thee word for word, | I will not bandy with thee word for word, | 3H6 I.iv.49 |
But buckler with thee blowes twice two for one. | But buckler with thee blows, twice two for one. | 3H6 I.iv.50 |
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I, I, so striues the Woodcocke with the Gynne. | Ay, ay, so strives the woodcock with the gin. | 3H6 I.iv.61 |
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That is my Office, for my Fathers sake. | That is my office, for my father's sake. | 3H6 I.iv.109 |
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Heere's for my Oath, heere's for my Fathers Death. | Here's for my oath, here's for my father's death. | 3H6 I.iv.175 |
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My gracious Liege, this too much lenity | My gracious liege, this too much lenity | 3H6 II.ii.9 |
And harmfull pitty must be layd aside: | And harmful pity must be laid aside. | 3H6 II.ii.10 |
To whom do Lyons cast their gentle Lookes? | To whom do lions cast their gentle looks? | 3H6 II.ii.11 |
Not to the Beast, that would vsurpe their Den. | Not to the beast that would usurp their den. | 3H6 II.ii.12 |
Whose hand is that the Forrest Beare doth licke? | Whose hand is that the forest bear doth lick? | 3H6 II.ii.13 |
Not his that spoyles her yong before her face. | Not his that spoils her young before her face. | 3H6 II.ii.14 |
Who scapes the lurking Serpents mortall sting? | Who 'scapes the lurking serpent's mortal sting? | 3H6 II.ii.15 |
Not he that sets his foot vpon her backe. | Not he that sets his foot upon her back. | 3H6 II.ii.16 |
The smallest Worme will turne, being troden on, | The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on, | 3H6 II.ii.17 |
And Doues will pecke in safegard of their Brood. | And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood. | 3H6 II.ii.18 |
Ambitious Yorke, did leuell at thy Crowne, | Ambitious York did level at thy crown, | 3H6 II.ii.19 |
Thou smiling, while he knit his angry browes. | Thou smiling while he knit his angry brows; | 3H6 II.ii.20 |
He but a Duke, would haue his Sonne a King, | He, but a duke, would have his son a king, | 3H6 II.ii.21 |
And raise his issue like a louing Sire. | And raise his issue like a loving sire; | 3H6 II.ii.22 |
Thou being a King, blest with a goodly sonne, | Thou, being a king, blest with a goodly son, | 3H6 II.ii.23 |
Did'st yeeld consent to disinherit him: | Didst yield consent to disinherit him, | 3H6 II.ii.24 |
Which argued thee a most vnlouing Father. | Which argued thee a most unloving father. | 3H6 II.ii.25 |
Vnreasonable Creatures feed their young, | Unreasonable creatures feed their young; | 3H6 II.ii.26 |
And though mans face be fearefull to their eyes, | And though man's face be fearful to their eyes, | 3H6 II.ii.27 |
Yet in protection of their tender ones, | Yet, in protection of their tender ones, | 3H6 II.ii.28 |
Who hath not seene them euen with those wings, | Who hath not seen them, even with those wings | 3H6 II.ii.29 |
Which sometime they haue vs'd with fearfull flight, | Which sometime they have used with fearful flight, | 3H6 II.ii.30 |
Make warre with him that climb'd vnto their nest, | Make war with him that climbed unto their nest, | 3H6 II.ii.31 |
Offering their owne liues in their yongs defence? | Offering their own lives in their young's defence? | 3H6 II.ii.32 |
For shame, my Liege, make them your President: | For shame, my liege, make them your precedent! | 3H6 II.ii.33 |
Were it not pitty that this goodly Boy | Were it not pity that this goodly boy | 3H6 II.ii.34 |
Should loose his Birth-right by his Fathers fault, | Should lose his birthright by his father's fault, | 3H6 II.ii.35 |
And long heereafter say vnto his childe, | And long hereafter say unto his child | 3H6 II.ii.36 |
What my great Grandfather, and Grandsire got, | ‘What my great-grandfather and his grandsire got | 3H6 II.ii.37 |
My carelesse Father fondly gaue away. | My careless father fondly gave away'? | 3H6 II.ii.38 |
Ah, what a shame were this? Looke on the Boy, | Ah, what a shame were this! Look on the boy; | 3H6 II.ii.39 |
And let his manly face, which promiseth | And let his manly face, which promiseth | 3H6 II.ii.40 |
Successefull Fortune steele thy melting heart, | Successful fortune, steel thy melting heart | 3H6 II.ii.41 |
To hold thine owne, and leaue thine owne with him. | To hold thine own and leave thine own with him. | 3H6 II.ii.42 |
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Why that is spoken like a toward Prince. | Why, that is spoken like a toward prince. | 3H6 II.ii.66 |
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I would your Highnesse would depart the field, | I would your highness would depart the field; | 3H6 II.ii.73 |
The Queene hath best successe when you are absent. | The Queen hath best success when you are absent. | 3H6 II.ii.74 |
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And reason too, | And reason too; | 3H6 II.ii.93 |
Who should succeede the Father, but the Sonne. | Who should succeed the father but the son? | 3H6 II.ii.94 |
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I Crooke-back, here I stand to answer thee, | Ay, crook-back, here I stand to answer thee, | 3H6 II.ii.96 |
Or any he, the proudest of thy sort. | Or any he the proudest of thy sort. | 3H6 II.ii.97 |
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I, and old Yorke, and yet not satisfied. | Ay, and old York, and yet not satisfied. | 3H6 II.ii.99 |
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You said so much before, and yet you fled. | You said so much before, and yet you fled. | 3H6 II.ii.106 |
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I slew thy Father, cal'st thou him a Child? | I slew thy father; callest thou him a child? | 3H6 II.ii.113 |
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My Liege, the wound that bred this meeting here, | My liege, the wound that bred this meeting here | 3H6 II.ii.121 |
Cannot be cur'd by Words, therefore be still. | Cannot be cured by words; therefore be still. | 3H6 II.ii.122 |
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Now Richard, I am with thee heere alone, | Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone. | 3H6 II.iv.5 |
This is the hand that stabb'd thy Father Yorke, | This is the hand that stabbed thy father York, | 3H6 II.iv.6 |
And this the hand, that slew thy Brother Rutland, | And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland, | 3H6 II.iv.7 |
And here's the heart, that triumphs in their death, | And here's the heart that triumphs in their death | 3H6 II.iv.8 |
And cheeres these hands, that slew thy Sire and Brother, | And cheers these hands that slew thy sire and brother | 3H6 II.iv.9 |
To execute the like vpon thy selfe, | To execute the like upon thyself; | 3H6 II.iv.10 |
And so haue at thee. | And so, have at thee! | 3H6 II.iv.11 |
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Heere burnes my Candle out; I, heere it dies, | Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies, | 3H6 II.vi.1 |
Which whiles it lasted, gaue King Henry light. | Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light. | 3H6 II.vi.2 |
O Lancaster! I feare thy ouerthrow, | O Lancaster, I fear thy overthrow | 3H6 II.vi.3 |
More then my Bodies parting with my Soule: | More than my body's parting with my soul! | 3H6 II.vi.4 |
My Loue and Feare, glew'd many Friends to thee, | My love and fear glued many friends to thee; | 3H6 II.vi.5 |
And now I fall. Thy tough Commixtures melts, | And, now I fall, thy tough commixture melts, | 3H6 II.vi.6 |
Impairing Henry, strength'ning misproud Yorke; | Impairing Henry, strengthening misproud York. | 3H6 II.vi.7 |
| The common people swarm like summer flies; | 3H6 II.vi.8 |
And whether flye the Gnats, but to the Sunne? | And whither fly the gnats but to the sun? | 3H6 II.vi.9 |
And who shines now, but Henries Enemies? | And who shines now but Henry's enemies? | 3H6 II.vi.10 |
O Phoebus! had'st thou neuer giuen consent, | O Phoebus, hadst thou never given consent | 3H6 II.vi.11 |
That Phaeton should checke thy fiery Steeds, | That Phaethon should check thy fiery steeds, | 3H6 II.vi.12 |
Thy burning Carre neuer had scorch'd the earth. | Thy burning car never had scorched the earth! | 3H6 II.vi.13 |
And Henry, had'st thou sway'd as Kings should do, | And, Henry, hadst thou swayed as kings should do, | 3H6 II.vi.14 |
Or as thy Father, and his Father did, | Or as thy father and his father did, | 3H6 II.vi.15 |
Giuing no ground vnto the house of Yorke, | Giving no ground unto the house of York, | 3H6 II.vi.16 |
They neuer then had sprung like Sommer Flyes: | They never then had sprung like summer flies; | 3H6 II.vi.17 |
I, and ten thousand in this lucklesse Realme, | I and ten thousand in this luckless realm | 3H6 II.vi.18 |
Hed left no mourning Widdowes for our death, | Had left no mourning widows for our death; | 3H6 II.vi.19 |
And thou this day, had'st kept thy Chaire in peace. | And thou this day hadst kept thy chair in peace. | 3H6 II.vi.20 |
For what doth cherrish Weeds, but gentle ayre? | For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air? | 3H6 II.vi.21 |
And what makes Robbers bold, but too much lenity? | And what makes robbers bold but too much lenity? | 3H6 II.vi.22 |
Bootlesse are Plaints, and Curelesse are my Wounds: | Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds; | 3H6 II.vi.23 |
No way to flye, nor strength to hold out flight: | No way to fly, nor strength to hold out flight; | 3H6 II.vi.24 |
The Foe is mercilesse, and will not pitty: | The foe is merciless and will not pity, | 3H6 II.vi.25 |
For at their hands I haue deseru'd no pitty. | For at their hands I have deserved no pity. | 3H6 II.vi.26 |
The ayre hath got into my deadly Wounds, | The air hath got into my deadly wounds, | 3H6 II.vi.27 |
And much effuse of blood, doth make me faint: | And much effuse of blood doth make me faint. | 3H6 II.vi.28 |
Come Yorke, and Richard, Warwicke, and the rest, | Come, York and Richard, Warwick and the rest; | 3H6 II.vi.29 |
I stab'd your Fathers bosomes; Split my brest. | I stabbed your fathers' bosoms; split my breast. | 3H6 II.vi.30 |