provoakd

Updated: May 24, 2025

Come, come, they dare not, Or if they should I will not suffer it; I that have without dread ever maintaind The freedom I was borne to, against all That ever have provoakd me, will not feare What this old Grave or the new Prince of Orange Dare undertake beyond this, but will rise up And if he lay his hands on Barnavelt, His Court, our Guift, and where the generall States Our equalls sit ile fry about their eares And quench it in their blood.

Various - A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2