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Jackson, Helen Hunt, 1830-1885

"A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 4"


That and the Owners name thou didst descry;
Onely for that cause, let not my love dye.
_Fred_. O gods!
_Duke_. Cannot my kneeling serve, my teares prevaile,
When all helpes faile mee, yet this will not faile:
Proffer thy weapon to her beautious side,
And with her heart my heart I will divide.
Intreaty Ile urge none more then are past,
And either now relent or heres my last.
_Fred_. Stay: if I should relent, will you agree
To sign our general pardon presently?
_Duke_. By heaven I doe, I freely pardon all
And a reward I give in generall.
_Fred_. Then take her, you deserve her were shee better,
Making your Crown and life to be her Debter.
_Duke_. Welcome a thousand times, welcome, sweete wife,
Never more deare then now I have saved[205] thy life.
_Valen_. This more then kindnesse I turne backe to you,
Doubling my chast vow to bee ever true.
_Fred_. Then here the warres end, here[206] our fightings marde,
Yet by your leave Ile stand upon my Guard.
_Duke_. Take any course you please, Citie or Towne,
My royall word Ile keepe by this my Crowne.


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