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  • ISBN13:9781231099148
  • ISBN10:1231099143
  • Publisher:Rarebooksclub.com
  • Language:English
  • Author:William Shakespeare
  • Binding:Paperback
  • Sub Genre:General
  • SUPC: SDL529417307


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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1825 edition. Excerpt: ...the devil. Glo. Mayor, farewell: thon dost bat what thon may 'st. Win. Abominable Glosler! gnard thy head; For I intend to have it, ere long. Eiemt. May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.--Good God! that nobles should such stomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year., Exeunt. Scene IV.--France. Before Orleans.' Enter, on the walls, the Master-Gunner and his Son. M, Gun. Sirrah, thoa know'at how Orleans is besieg'd; And how the English have the suburbs won. Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them, Howe'er, nnfortunate, I miss'd my aim. by me: M. Gun. But now tbon shaltnot. Be thoarul'd Chief master-gunner am I of this town; Something I must do, to procure me grace. The prince's espials hare informed me, How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd, Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars In yonder tower, to overpeer the city; And thence discover, how, with most advantage, They may vex ns, with shot, or with assault. To intercept this inconvenience, A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plao'd; And fully even these three days have I watch'd, If I could see them. Now, boy, do thoa watch, For I can stay no longer. If thon spy'st any, run and bring me word; And thon shall find me at the governor's. Exit, Son. Father, I warrant yon; take yon no care; I'll never trouble yon, if I may spy them. Enter, in an upper Chamber of a tower, tJte Lords Salisbury O/mi Taldot. Sir William Glans Dale, Sir Thomas Gargrave, and others. Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd! How wert thou handled, being prisoner? Or liv what means got'st thou to be releas'd? Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top. Till. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner, Called--the brave lord Ponton de aantrailles; For him I was exchanged and...

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