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  • Title: Henry VI, Part 3 (Octavo 1, 1595)

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Henry VI, Part 3 (Octavo 1, 1595)

    Yorke, and Henrie the Sixt.
    415And so he walkes insulting ouer his praie,
    And so he turnes againe to rend his limmes in sunder,
    Oh Clifford, kill me with thy sword, and
    Not with such a cruell threatning looke,
    420I am too meane a subiect for thy wrath,
    Be thou reuengde on men, and let me liue.
    Clif. In vaine thou speakest poore boy: my fathers
    Bloud hath stopt the passage where thy wordes shoulde
    enter.
    425Rut. Then let my fathers blood ope it againe? he is a
    Man, and Clifford cope with him.
    Clif. Had I thy brethren here, their liues and thine
    Were not reuenge sufficient for me.
    Or should I dig vp thy forefathers graues,
    430And hang their rotten coffins vp in chaines,
    It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my hart.
    The sight of anie of the house of Yorke,
    Is as a furie to torment my soule.
    Therefore till I root out that curssed line
    435And leaue not one on earth, Ile liue in hell therefore.
    Rut. Oh let me praie, before I take my death.
    To thee I praie: Sweet Clifford pittie me.
    Clif. I, such pittie as my rapiers point affords.
    440Rut. I neuer did thee hurt, wherefore wilt thou kill
    mee?
    Clif. Thy father hath.
    Rut. But twas ere I was borne.
    Thou hast one sonne, for his sake pittie me,
    445Least in reuenge thereof, sith God is iust,
    Hee
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