All of Shakespeare’s plays.
My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Calais,
To haste unto your coronation,
A letter was deliver'd to my hands,
Writ to your grace from the Duke of Burgundy.
All the Talbots in the world, to save my life!
Whither away! to save myself by flight:
We are like to have the overthrow again.
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