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I'll win this Lady Margaret . For whom ? Why , for my King : a Yet so my fancy .
may be fatisfy'd , And peace established between these realms . But there
remains a scruple in that too : For though her father be the King of Naples , Duke
of Anjou ...
I'll win this Lady Margaret . For whom ? Why , for my King : a Yet so my fancy .
may be fatisfy'd , And peace established between these realms . But there
remains a scruple in that too : For though her father be the King of Naples , Duke
of Anjou ...
Page 89
Her valiant courage , and undaunted spirit , More than in woman commonly is
seen , Answer our hope in issue of a King : For Henry , son unto a conqueror , Is
likely to beget more conquerors , If with a Lady of so high resolve As is fair Marg'
ret ...
Her valiant courage , and undaunted spirit , More than in woman commonly is
seen , Answer our hope in issue of a King : For Henry , son unto a conqueror , Is
likely to beget more conquerors , If with a Lady of so high resolve As is fair Marg'
ret ...
Page 436
Enter Anne Bullen , and an old Lady . Anne . OT for that neither -- here's the pang
that Not pinches . His Highness liv'd so long with her , and the So good a Lady ,
that no tongue could ever Pronounce dishonour of her ; by my life , She never ...
Enter Anne Bullen , and an old Lady . Anne . OT for that neither -- here's the pang
that Not pinches . His Highness liv'd so long with her , and the So good a Lady ,
that no tongue could ever Pronounce dishonour of her ; by my life , She never ...
Page 438
Good - morrow , Ladies ; what wer't worth to The secret of your conf'rence ? [ [
know Anne . My good Lord , Not your demand ; it ... That you may , fair Lady ,
Perceive I speak sincerely , and high ' ' note is ! Ta'en of your many virtues ; the
King's ...
Good - morrow , Ladies ; what wer't worth to The secret of your conf'rence ? [ [
know Anne . My good Lord , Not your demand ; it ... That you may , fair Lady ,
Perceive I speak sincerely , and high ' ' note is ! Ta'en of your many virtues ; the
King's ...
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Enter an old Lady . Gent . within . Come back ; what mean you ? Lady . I'll not
come back : the tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners . Now good
angels Fly o'er thy royal head , and shade thy person Under their blessed wings !
Enter an old Lady . Gent . within . Come back ; what mean you ? Lady . I'll not
come back : the tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners . Now good
angels Fly o'er thy royal head , and shade thy person Under their blessed wings !
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