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My liege, my gracious liege, tempt not this weak spirit more!
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My back is my bread, O my gracious liege!
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Surely, my gracious liege, I do but right in resigning the high honor your highness bestowed.
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Because as yet, my gracious liege, the foul, treacherous principles of his mother have not ceased to work.
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In sooth, yesternight wert thou the Prince of Wales; to-day art thou my most gracious liege, Edward, King of England.
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But he would not have murdered him; oh, no-no :myliege, my gracious liege, tell me in mercy-mybrain feels reeling-who was the murderer?
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"My gracious Liege," he began, "the casting of the count is right.
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"Do not expose yourself to this risk, my gracious liege," said Suffolk.
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"Do not tarry here longer, my gracious liege," said the duke.
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"Oh, go not forward, my gracious liege!" cried Sampson, placing himself in his path.
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"No, gracious liege, you are he, and none other."
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"Often, often, my gracious liege, till his lip has quivered and his eye has glistened!"
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"Not the devil, gracious liege," replied the Baron, "but Christ the Lord through the Holy Scriptures.
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"I must have power to pardon, as well as to punish, my gracious Liege," said Charles.
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"Nay, my gracious liege: that can never be!"
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"Pardon, my most gracious liege-pardon! "saidthe Queen, whose fears began again to unfit her for the duty of intercessor.
