From Lyden’s ‘Irenius’°
Act III. Sc. II.
—Had it been your Prince instead of a groom caught in this noose there’s not an astrologer of the city—
—Sacked! Sacked! We were a city yesterday.
—So be it, but I was...
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date: 14 April 2021
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