feareles

Updated: May 26, 2025

Away, good pilchers! Now blow your matches and stand fast: he comes here. 1 Cap. And now bend all your pikes. Enter Provost, Barnavelt, Lords, Guard. Prov. Cleere all the Skaffold; Let no more into th'Court; we are choakd with people. Bar. You are curteous in your preparations, gentlemen, 1 Lord. You must ascend, Sir. Bar. Feareles I will, my lords, And, what you can inflict, as feareles suffer.

Various - A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2