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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 1] |
(stage directions) |
2149 |
[Alarum. Fight at sea. Ordnance goes off. Enter a]
Captain, a Master, a Master's-mate, WALTER WHITMORE,
and others; with them SUFFOLK, and others, prisoners]
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 1] |
Captain |
2152 |
The gaudy, blabbing and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea;
And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades
That drag the tragic melancholy night;
Who, with their drowsy, slow and flagging wings,
Clip dead men's graves and from their misty jaws
Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air.
Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize;
For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs,
Here shall they make their ransom on the sand,
Or with their blood stain this discolour'd shore.
Master, this prisoner freely give I thee;
And thou that art his mate, make boot of this;
The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share.
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 1] |
Walter Whitmore |
2183 |
And so am I; my name is Walter Whitmore.
How now! why start'st thou? what, doth
death affright?
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4 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 1] |
Walter Whitmore |
2191 |
Gaultier or Walter, which it is, I care not:
Never yet did base dishonour blur our name,
But with our sword we wiped away the blot;
Therefore, when merchant-like I sell revenge,
Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defaced,
And I proclaim'd a coward through the world!
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 1] |
Captain |
2271 |
Walter,—
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