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Excerpt from Beaumont and Fletcher: The Mad Lover; The Loyal Subject; Rule a Wife, and Have a Wife; The Laws of Candy; The False One; The Little French Lawyer
Mem. Thank your Grace, And would to God my dull tongue had that sweetness To thank you as I should; but pardon me, My sword and I speak roughly Sir: your battels I dare well say, I have fought well; for I bring ye That lazie end you wish for Peace, so fully, That no more name of war is: who now thinks Sooner or safer these might have been ended, Begin ''em if he dare again; I''le thank him. Souldier and Souldiers Mate these twenty five years, At length your General, (as one whose merit Durst look upon no less,) I have waded through Dangers would damp these soft souls, but to hear of. The maidenheads of thousand lives hang here Sir, Since which time Prince, I know no Court but Marshal, No oylie language, but the shock of Arms.
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Mem. Thank your Grace, And would to God my dull tongue had that sweetness To thank you as I should; but pardon me, My sword and I speak roughly Sir: your battels I dare well say, I have fought well; for I bring ye That lazie end you wish for Peace, so fully, That no more name of war is: who now thinks Sooner or safer these might have been ended, Begin ''em if he dare again; I''le thank him. Souldier and Souldiers Mate these twenty five years, At length your General, (as one whose merit Durst look upon no less,) I have waded through Dangers would damp these soft souls, but to hear of. The maidenheads of thousand lives hang here Sir, Since which time Prince, I know no Court but Marshal, No oylie language, but the shock of Arms.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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