Authors: Anonymous, William ShakespeareNot Peer Reviewed
The Tragedy of Locrine (Third Folio, 1664)
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Act 3, scene 6
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Act 1, scene 1
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Act 1, scene 2
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Act 1, scene 3
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Act 1, scene 4
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Act 2, scene 1
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Act 2, scene 2
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Act 2, scene 3
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Act 2, scene 4
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Act 2, scene 5
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Act 2, scene 6
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Act 2, scene 7
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Act 3, scene 1
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Act 3, scene 2
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Act 3, scene 3
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Act 3, scene 4
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Act 3, scene 5
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Act 3, scene 6
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Act 3, scene 7
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Act 4, scene 1
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Act 4, scene 2
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Act 4, scene 3
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Act 4, scene 4
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Act 4, scene 5
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Act 5, scene 1
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Act 5, scene 2
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Act 5, scene 4
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Act 5, scene 5
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Act 5, scene 6
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> 1254Sound the Alarm. Enter Hubba and Segar at one door, 1255and Corineius at the other. 1256Cori. Art thou that
Humber, Prince of Fugitives,
1257That by thy trea
son
slew'
st young
Albanact?
1258Hub. I am his Son that
slew young
Albanact,
1259And if thou take not heed proud
Phrigian,
1260I'le
send thy
soule unto the Stigian lake,
1261There to complain of
Humber's injuries.
1262Cori. You triumph,
sir, before the vi
ctory,
1263For
Corineius is not
so
soon
slain.
1264But, cur
sed
Scythians, you
shall rue the day,
1265That e're you came into
Albania.
1266So peri
sh they that envy
Britains wealth,
1267So let them die with endle
sse infamy,
1268And he that
seeks his Soveraigns overthrow,
1269Would this my Club might aggravate his woe.
1270Strikes them both down with his Club.