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212 QUEEN ELEANOB's CONFESSION.
" That's a vile sin," then said the King, " God may forgive it thee ! "
"Amen, amen ! " quoth Earl Marshal; "And I wish it so may be."
" The next vile thing that e're I did,
To you I will discover; I poysoned fair Eosamond,
All in fair Woodstock bow'r."
" That's a vile sin," then said the King;
" God may forgive it thee! " "Amen, amen!" quoth Earl Marshal;
"And I wish it so may be."
" Do you see yonder's [a] little boy,
A tossing of the ball ? That is Earl Marshal's eldest son,
I love him the best of all.
" Do you see yonder's [a] little boy,
A catching of the ball ? That is King Henry's son," she said ;
" I love him the worst of all.
" His head is like unto a bull,
His nose is like a boar,"— " No matter for that," King Henry cry'd,
" I love him the better therefore." |
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