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Result number
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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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restart for each scene.
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Henry VI, Part II
[II, 1] |
Duke of Gloucester |
887 |
Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. Now, sirrah,
if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me
over this stool and run away.
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2 |
Henry VI, Part II
[III, 1] |
Earl of Suffolk |
1522 |
But, in my mind, that were no policy:
The king will labour still to save his life,
The commons haply rise, to save his life;
And yet we have but trivial argument,
More than mistrust, that shows him worthy death.
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3 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 1] |
Earl of Suffolk |
2277 |
Suffolk's imperial tongue is stern and rough,
Used to command, untaught to plead for favour.
Far be it we should honour such as these
With humble suit: no, rather let my head
Stoop to the block than these knees bow to any
Save to the God of heaven and to my king;
And sooner dance upon a bloody pole
Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom.
True nobility is exempt from fear:
More can I bear than you dare execute.
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4 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
All |
2374 |
God save your majesty!
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5 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 7] |
Lord Say |
2730 |
Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers,
God should be so obdurate as yourselves,
How would it fare with your departed souls?
And therefore yet relent, and save my life.
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6 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 8] |
Lord Clifford |
2768 |
What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent,
And yield to mercy whilst 'tis offer'd you;
Or let a rebel lead you to your deaths?
Who loves the king and will embrace his pardon,
Fling up his cap, and say 'God save his majesty!'
Who hateth him and honours not his father,
Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake,
Shake he his weapon at us and pass by.
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7 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 8] |
All |
2776 |
God save the king! God save the king!
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8 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 9] |
All |
2856 |
God save the king! God save the king!
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