CADE
Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting upon London-stone, I charge and command that, of the city’s cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign. And now henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls me other than Lord Mortimer.
May 15, 2009 at 9:12 pm |
[...] cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign” (4.6.1-6); “What say you of Kent? — nothing but this” (4.7.51-54). “But then Aeneas [...]