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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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Henry VI, Part I
[II, 4] |
Earl of Warwick |
1053 |
This blot that they object against your house
Shall be wiped out in the next parliament
Call'd for the truce of Winchester and Gloucester;
And if thou be not then created York,
I will not live to be accounted Warwick.
Meantime, in signal of my love to thee,
Against proud Somerset and William Pole,
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.
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2 |
Henry VI, Part I
[IV, 3] |
Sir William Lucy |
2058 |
O, send some succor to the distress'd lord!
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3 |
Henry VI, Part I
[IV, 4] |
Duke/Earl of Somerset |
2086 |
It is too late; I cannot send them now:
This expedition was by York and Talbot
Too rashly plotted: all our general force
Might with a sally of the very town
Be buckled with: the over-daring Talbot
Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour
By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure:
York set him on to fight and die in shame,
That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name.
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4 |
Henry VI, Part I
[IV, 5] |
Lord Talbot/Earl of Shrewsbury |
2135 |
O young John Talbot! I did send for thee
To tutor thee in stratagems of war,
That Talbot's name might be in thee revived
When sapless age and weak unable limbs
Should bring thy father to his drooping chair.
But, O malignant and ill-boding stars!
Now thou art come unto a feast of death,
A terrible and unavoided danger:
Therefore, dear boy, mount on my swiftest horse;
And I'll direct thee how thou shalt escape
By sudden flight: come, dally not, be gone.
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5 |
Henry VI, Part I
[V, 2] |
Charles, King of France |
2433 |
What tidings send our scouts? I prithee, speak.
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6 |
Henry VI, Part I
[V, 3] |
Queen Margaret |
2652 |
Yes, my good lord, a pure unspotted heart,
Never yet taint with love, I send the king.
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7 |
Henry VI, Part I
[V, 3] |
Queen Margaret |
2656 |
That for thyself: I will not so presume
To send such peevish tokens to a king.
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