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Bar. Why? Son. For certaine perishd. Utrecht is taken in, Modesbargen fled, And Leidenberge a Servant to their pleasures, A prisoner, Sir. Bar. Ha! Son. 'Tis too true. Bar. A prisoner? Son. And, some say, has byn tortured, reveald much, Even all he knowes. No letters are against ye, For those he burnt; but they have so much foold him That his owne tongue Bar. He cannot be so boyish. Son.
You rise, and I grow tedious; let me take My farwell of you yet, and at the place Where I have oft byn heard; and, as my life Was ever fertile of good councells for you, It shall not be in the last moment barren.
Ever remembring that the greatest Princes Have sometimes to their glory byn most apt To pardon what was enterprizd against Their Goverments, nay their lives; and that the freest And the best Common-Wealthes, have alwaies usd To spare the blood of their owne Cittizens, And that in great offenders it still being The principall signe of libertie and freedom Not easily, but with mature advice, To touch the lives of Cittizens.
He lookes me blind now. Bar. How I could cursee thee, foole, despise thee, spurne thee, But thou art a thing not worthie of mine anger. A frend! a dog: a whore had byn more secreat, A common whore a closer Cabinet. Confest! upon what safety, thou trembling aspyn, Upon what hope? Is there ought left to buoy us But our owne confidence?
A great maintayner of hospitality. Greatly esteemed of her betters; misliked of none unless of the envyous. When all is spoken that can be saide a woman so garnished with virtue as not to be bettered and hardly to be equalled by any. As shee lived most virtuotisly so shee died most Godly. Set downe by him yt best did knowe what hath byn written to be true. Thomas Lucye.
Supposing that the shyp which stole away had byn loste, they erected a crosse uppon the top of a hyghe hyll to direct their course in the straight yf it were theyr chaunce to coome that way." The broad expanse of waters before him seemed so pleasant to Magellan, after the heavy storms through which he had passed, that he called it by the name it still bears, Pacific.
We know you have byn the headman of the parish A great while, Utricht, and ministerd much Justice, Nickt many a worthie gamester; and that you, Harlem, Have shortend many a hanging cause, to your Commendation: Yet, for all this, who shall trym Monsieur Barnavelt Must run by fortune.
I know not nor I wish it not, But if he have a fowle hart't has byn hid long, And cunningly that poyson has byn carried. Vand. But why a father to theis new professions? Why should he strengthen those opinions That all true learning much laments and greives at And sincks the soules sweet union into ruyn?
To your Gossips! This burthen would become a Chamber better. Wife. 'Tis a faire Peare. Prov. You long for't: pray you take it, You are priviledgd now to beg. Ha! charmes in't? stay, Give mee't. I would not for a thousand dollars This had byn undiscoverd. Pray you goe home; At night ile see you. Wife. You know my obedience And I must practise it. Prov.
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