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Iudge you, my Lord of Warwicke, then betweene vs.Judge you, my Lord of Warwick, then between us.1H6 II.iv.10
And on my side it is so well apparrell'd,And on my side it is so well apparelled,1H6 II.iv.22
So cleare, so shining, and so euident,So clear, so shining, and so evident,1H6 II.iv.23
That it will glimmer through a blind-mans eye.That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye.1H6 II.iv.24
Let him that is no Coward, nor no Flatterer,Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer,1H6 II.iv.31
But dare maintaine the partie of the truth,But dare maintain the party of the truth,1H6 II.iv.32
Pluck a red Rose from off this Thorne with me.Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.1H6 II.iv.33
Good Master Vernon, it is well obiected:Good Master Vernon, it is well objected;1H6 II.iv.43
If I haue fewest, I subscribe in silence.If I have fewest, I subscribe in silence.1H6 II.iv.44
Prick not your finger as you pluck it off,Prick not your finger as you pluck it off,1H6 II.iv.49
Least bleeding, you doe paint the white Rose red,Lest, bleeding, you do paint the white rose red,1H6 II.iv.50
And fall on my side so against your will.And fall on my side so against your will.1H6 II.iv.51
Well, well, come on, who else?Well, well, come on; who else?1H6 II.iv.55
Here in my Scabbard, meditating, thatHere in my scabbard, meditating that1H6 II.iv.60
Shall dye your white Rose in a bloody red.Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red.1H6 II.iv.61
No Plantagenet:No, Plantagenet,1H6 II.iv.64.2
'Tis not for feare, but anger, that thy cheekes'Tis not for fear, but anger, that thy cheeks1H6 II.iv.65
Blush for pure shame, to counterfeit our Roses,Blush for pure shame to counterfeit our roses,1H6 II.iv.66
And yet thy tongue will not confesse thy error.And yet thy tongue will not confess thy error.1H6 II.iv.67
Hath not thy Rose a Thorne, Plantagenet?Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?1H6 II.iv.69
Well, Ile find friends to weare my bleeding Roses,Well, I'll find friends to wear my bleeding roses,1H6 II.iv.72
That shall maintaine what I haue said is true,That shall maintain what I have said is true1H6 II.iv.73
Where false Plantagenet dare not be seene.Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen.1H6 II.iv.74
Away, away, good William de la Poole,Away, away, good William de la Pole!1H6 II.iv.80
We grace the Yeoman, by conuersing with him.We grace the yeoman by conversing with him.1H6 II.iv.81
By him that made me, Ile maintaine my wordsBy Him that made me, I'll maintain my words1H6 II.iv.88
On any Plot of Ground in Christendome.On any plot of ground in Christendom.1H6 II.iv.89
Was not thy Father Richard, Earle of Cambridge,Was not thy father, Richard Earl of Cambridge,1H6 II.iv.90
For Treason executed in our late Kings dayes?For treason executed in our late king's days?1H6 II.iv.91
And by his Treason, stand'st not thou attainted,And by his treason standest not thou attainted,1H6 II.iv.92
Corrupted, and exempt from ancient Gentry?Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry?1H6 II.iv.93
His Trespas yet liues guiltie in thy blood,His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood,1H6 II.iv.94
And till thou be restor'd, thou art a Yeoman.And till thou be restored thou art a yeoman.1H6 II.iv.95
Ah, thou shalt finde vs ready for thee still:Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still;1H6 II.iv.104
And know vs by these Colours for thy Foes,And know us by these colours for thy foes,1H6 II.iv.105
For these, my friends in spight of thee shall weare.For these my friends in spite of thee shall wear.1H6 II.iv.106
Haue with thee Poole: Farwell ambitious Richard. Have with thee, Pole. Farewell, ambitious Richard.1H6 II.iv.114
My Lord, it were your dutie to forbeare.My lord, it were your duty to forbear.1H6 III.i.52
Me thinkes my Lord should be Religious,Methinks my lord should be religious,1H6 III.i.54
And know the Office that belongs to such.And know the office that belongs to such.1H6 III.i.55
Yes, when his holy State is toucht so neere.Yes, when his holy state is touched so near.1H6 III.i.58
Perish base Prince, ignoble Duke of Yorke.Perish, base prince, ignoble Duke of York!1H6 III.i.180
And this is mine (sweet Henry) fauour him.And this is mine; sweet Henry, favour him.1H6 IV.i.81
Your priuate grudge my Lord of York, wil out,Your private grudge, my lord of York, will out,1H6 IV.i.109
Though ne're so cunningly you smother it.Though ne'er so cunningly you smother it.1H6 IV.i.110
The quarrell toucheth none but vs alone,The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;1H6 IV.i.118
Betwixt our selues let vs decide it then.Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.1H6 IV.i.119
It is too late, I cannot send them now:It is too late; I cannot send them now.1H6 IV.iv.1
This expedition was by Yorke and Talbot,This expedition was by York and Talbot1H6 IV.iv.2
Too rashly plotted. All our generall force,Too rashly plotted. All our general force1H6 IV.iv.3
Might with a sally of the very TowneMight with a sally of the very town1H6 IV.iv.4
Be buckled with: the ouer-daring TalbotBe buckled with. The over-daring Talbot1H6 IV.iv.5
Hath sullied all his glosse of former HonorHath sullied all his gloss of former honour1H6 IV.iv.6
By this vnheedfull, desperate, wilde aduenture:By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure.1H6 IV.iv.7
Yorke set him on to fight, and dye in shame,York set him on to fight and die in shame,1H6 IV.iv.8
That Talbot dead, great Yorke might beare the name.That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name.1H6 IV.iv.9
How now Sir William, whether were you sent?How now, Sir William, whither were you sent?1H6 IV.iv.12
Yorke set him on, Yorke should haue sent him ayde.York set him on; York should have sent him aid.1H6 IV.iv.29
York lyes: He might haue sent, & had the Horse:York lies; he might have sent and had the horse.1H6 IV.iv.33
I owe him little Dutie, and lesse Loue,I owe him little duty, and less love,1H6 IV.iv.34
And take foule scorne to fawne on him by sending.And take foul scorn to fawn on him by sending.1H6 IV.iv.35
Come go, I will dispatch the Horsemen strait:Come, go; I will dispatch the horsemen straight;1H6 IV.iv.40
Within sixe houres, they will be at his ayde.Within six hours they will be at his aid.1H6 IV.iv.41
If he be dead, braue Talbot then adieu.If he be dead, brave Talbot, then adieu!1H6 IV.iv.45
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