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Bethinck ye of the travells I had for ye, The throaes and grones to bring faire peace amongst ye; Bethinck ye of the dangers I have plundgd through And almost gripes of death, to make you glorious. 1 Lord. You breed the peace, you bring the plowgh againe? You wipe the fire and blood of from this Cuntry, And you restore hir to hir former Beuty?
So now disarme the Towne: wee'll plant new Governours! Leid. Will your Grace be pleasd to heare? Or. Yes, at the Hage, Sir, Till when bethinck you of your acts and answeares, For there before the generall State Where's Modesbargen? Cap. He left the Towne two daies agoe. Or. A guilty feare, But we shall fright him worsse. Good order take For the Towne, and what fitt Garrison to leave in't.
Hang up a hundred Coffins; I dare view 'em, And on their heads subscribe a hundred treasons It shakes not me, thus dare I smile upon 'em And strongly thus outlooke your fellest Justice. 2 Lord. Will ye bethinck ye, Sir, of what ye come for. Bar. I come to dye: bethinck you of your Justice And with what Sword ye strike, the edge of mallice.
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