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214 queen Eleanor's confession.
" But tak you now a friar's guise,
The voice and gesture feign, And when she has the pardon crav'd, w
Respond to her, Amen!
"And I will be a prelate old,
And sit in a corner dark, To hear the adventures of my spouse,
My spouse, and her holy spark." so
" My liege, my liege, how can I betray
My mistress and my queen! O swear by the rude, that no damage
From this shall be gotten or gien! "
" I swear by the rude," quoth King Henry, 25 " No damage shall be gotten or gien, . Come, let us spare no cure nor care For the conscience o' the Queen."
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" 0 fathers, O fathers, I'm very, very sick, I'm sick, and like to dee ; 30
Some ghostly comfort to my poor soul O tell if ye can gie! "
" Confess, confess," Earl Marshall cried,
"And ye shall pardoned be: " Confess, confess," the King replied, »i
"And we shall comfort gie." |
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