| Code |
Character |
Lines |
First Line |
|
| M-780 |
Clarence | 22 |
Father of Warwicke, know you what this meanes? |
|
| M-781 |
Clifford | 29 |
Heere burnes my Candle out; I, heere it dies, |
|
| M-782 |
Clifford | 34 |
My gracious Liege, this too much lenity
(The smallest Worme will turne, being troden on,) |
|
| M-783 |
King Henry (VI) | 24 |
Hadst thou bin kill'd, when first thou didst presume, |
|
| M-784 |
King Henry (VI) | 27 |
My Queene and Son are gone to France for aid: |
|
| M-785 |
King Henry (VI) | 40 |
This battell fares like to the mornings Warre |
|
| M-786 |
King Henry (VI) | 54 |
This battell fares like to the mornings Warre (Extended) |
|
| M-787 |
Richard | 39 |
I, Edward will use Women honourably:
(Would he were wasted, Marrow, Bones, and all,) |
|
| M-788 |
Richard | 72 |
I, Edward will use Women honourably: (Extended)
(Would he were wasted, Marrow, Bones, and all,) |
|
| M-789 |
Richard | 33 |
What? will the aspiring blood of Lancaster |
|
| M-790 |
Warwicke | 24 |
Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend, or foe, |
|
| M-791 |
Warwicke | 37 |
Ten dayes ago, I drown'd these newes in teares. |
|
| M-792 |
Warwicke | 24 |
Then gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwicke, |
|
| M-793 |
Warwicke | 29 |
Why therefore Warwick came to seek you out,
(For King of England shalt thou be proclaim'd) |
|
| M-794 |
Yorke | 41 |
Shee-Wolfe of France, |
|
| M-795 |
Yorke | 26 |
The Army of the Queene hath got the field: |
|
| W-780 |
Queene Margaret | 21 |
Brave Warriours, Clifford and Northumberland
(What, was it you that would be Englands King?) |
|
| W-781 |
Queene Margaret | 43 |
Brave Warriours, Clifford and Northumberland (Extended)
(What, was it you that would be Englands King?) |
|
| W-782 |
Queene Margaret | 27 |
Enforc't thee? Art thou King, and wilt be forc't? |
|
| W-783 |
Queene Margaret | 38 |
Great Lords, wise men ne'r sit and waile their losse, |
|
| W-784 |
Queene Margaret | 30 |
Looke Yorke, I stayn'd this Napkin with the blood |
|
| W-785 |
Queene Margaret | 28 |
No, mightie King of France: now Margaret
(But now mischance hath trod my Title downe,) |
|
| W-786 |
Queene Margaret | 28 |
Oh Ned, sweet Ned, speake to thy Mother Boy.
(Nay, never beare me hence, dispatch me heere:) |
|
| W-787 |
Queene Margaret | 38 |
Who can be patient in such extreames?
(Enforc't thee? Art thou King, and wilt be forc't?) |
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