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Buck . Good time of day unto your royal grace ! Stan . God make your majesty joyful as you have been ! Q. Eliz . The countess Richmond , good my lord of Stanley , To your good prayer will scarcely say — amen .
Buck . Good time of day unto your royal grace ! Stan . God make your majesty joyful as you have been ! Q. Eliz . The countess Richmond , good my lord of Stanley , To your good prayer will scarcely say — amen .
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Buck . Northumberland , then present , wept to see it . Q. Mar. What ! were you snarling all , before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ? Did York's dread curse prevail so much ...
Buck . Northumberland , then present , wept to see it . Q. Mar. What ! were you snarling all , before I came , Ready to catch each other by the throat , And turn you all your hatred now on me ? Did York's dread curse prevail so much ...
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Buck . Peace , peace , for shame , if not for charity . Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , , And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my shame ,And in ...
Buck . Peace , peace , for shame , if not for charity . Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me ; Uncharitably with me have you dealt , , And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd . My charity is outrage , life my shame ,And in ...
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Buck . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace , [ To the Queen . ] but with all duteous love Doth cherish you , and yours , God punish me With bate in those , where I expect most love ! When I have most need to employ a ...
Buck . Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace , [ To the Queen . ] but with all duteous love Doth cherish you , and yours , God punish me With bate in those , where I expect most love ! When I have most need to employ a ...
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Buck . Look I so pale , lord Dorset , as the rest ? Dor . Ay , my good lord ; and no man in the presence , But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks . K. Edw . Is Clarence dead ? the order was revers'd . Glo .
Buck . Look I so pale , lord Dorset , as the rest ? Dor . Ay , my good lord ; and no man in the presence , But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks . K. Edw . Is Clarence dead ? the order was revers'd . Glo .
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