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Farewel , my gracious lord , I'll to my Castle . War . And I'll keep London with my soldiers . Norf . And I to Norfolk with my followers . Mont . And I unto the sea , from whence I came . [ Exeunt York , Warwick , Norfolk and Montague .
Farewel , my gracious lord , I'll to my Castle . War . And I'll keep London with my soldiers . Norf . And I to Norfolk with my followers . Mont . And I unto the sea , from whence I came . [ Exeunt York , Warwick , Norfolk and Montague .
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Ay , widow ? then I'll warrant you all your lands , An if what pleases him , shall pleasure you : Fight closer , or , good faith , you'll catch a blow . Clar . I fear her not , unless she chance to fall . Glo .
Ay , widow ? then I'll warrant you all your lands , An if what pleases him , shall pleasure you : Fight closer , or , good faith , you'll catch a blow . Clar . I fear her not , unless she chance to fall . Glo .
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I'll not come back : the tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners . Now good angels Fly o'er thy royal head , and shade thy person Under their blessed wings ! King . Now , by thy looks I guess thy mesfage .
I'll not come back : the tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners . Now good angels Fly o'er thy royal head , and shade thy person Under their blessed wings ! King . Now , by thy looks I guess thy mesfage .
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