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W. H. Hamilton Rogers The Strife of the Roses and Days of the Tudors in the West

Hastings. 'Tis better using France than trusting France: Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, Which he hath given for fence impregnable, And with their helps only defend ourselves; In them, and in ourselves, our safety lies.
Clarence. For this one speech, Lord Hastings well deserves To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford.
King Edward. Ay, what of that? it was my will, and grant; And, for this once, my will shall stand for law.
Gloucester. And yet, methinks, your grace hath not done well, To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scales Unto the brother of your loving bride
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W. H. Hamilton Rogers The Strife of the Roses and Days of the Tudors in the West

At the end of the tomb the decaying angels still support the proud escutcheons of Stafford and Widville, names here, in the funeral pomp of the grave, linked in the closest and most loving tie of human relationship, but in the olden life precedent, opposed to each other with a bitterness that death alone could appease. Time has now gathered themselves and all their actions into his lap, the fierceness of their strife is hushed into silence, and all the suspense and agony that haunted their lives and tracked them to its last resting-place, is over
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W. H. Hamilton Rogers The Strife of the Roses and Days of the Tudors in the West

All the hopes of the people of England are in you, and to you only can they fly for succour. If you could set up the house of Lancaster once more, or marry the eldest daughter of king Edward to some great and potent prince, the new King would not long enjoy his usurped empire, all civil war would cease, domestic discord would sleep, and universal peace and profit be the blessings of this noble land.
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