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Page 154
UNDER this thick - grown brake we'll shroud ourselves , For through this laund anon the Deer will come ; And in this covert will we make our Stand , Culling the principal of all the Deer . Hum . I'll stay above the hill , so both may ...
UNDER this thick - grown brake we'll shroud ourselves , For through this laund anon the Deer will come ; And in this covert will we make our Stand , Culling the principal of all the Deer . Hum . I'll stay above the hill , so both may ...
Page 165
This is the cause , that I , poor Margaret , With this my fon Prince Edward , Henry's heir , Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid : And , if thou fail us , all our hope is done . Scotland hath will to help , but cannot help : Our ...
This is the cause , that I , poor Margaret , With this my fon Prince Edward , Henry's heir , Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid : And , if thou fail us , all our hope is done . Scotland hath will to help , but cannot help : Our ...
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Fię , what a slug is Hastings ? that he comes not To tell us , whether they will come or no . Enter Lord Hastings . Buck . And in good time here comes the sweating lord . Prince . Welcome , my lord ; what , will our mother come ? Haft .
Fię , what a slug is Hastings ? that he comes not To tell us , whether they will come or no . Enter Lord Hastings . Buck . And in good time here comes the sweating lord . Prince . Welcome , my lord ; what , will our mother come ? Haft .
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