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" My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat... "
King Henry the Fourth: A Historical Play - Page 10
by William Shakespeare - 1803
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An Oakham Overture to Poetry

John Buchanan - English poetry - 1985 - 226 pages
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Henry IV, Part 1

William Shakespeare - Drama - 1985 - 288 pages
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Superwreck: Amoco Cadiz ; the Shipwreck that Had to Happen

Rudolph Chelminski - Oil spills - 1987 - 254 pages
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The Bedford Introduction to Literature

Michael Meyer - College readers - 1987 - 1782 pages
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A Concordance to the Shakespeare Apocrypha, Volume 1

Louis Ule - 1987 - 1491 pages
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The Actor in History: A Study in Shakespearean Stage Poetry

David Grene - Literary Criticism - 1988 - 158 pages
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A Guide to the Western Front: A Companion for Travellers

Victor E. Neuburg - History - 1988 - 242 pages
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Words on War: Military Quotations from Ancient Times to the Present

Jay M. Shafritz - Military art and science - 1990 - 559 pages
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Conversant Essays: Contemporary Poets on Poetry

James McCorkle - Poetry - 1990 - 596 pages
...actions he describes and the emotions behind them seem to invoke the rhythm of the language that ensues: But I remember, when the fight was done. When I was...leaning upon my sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest...
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