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SCENE I.
—A HALL IN AN ANCIENT CASTLE.
KING EDWARD, and ATTENDANTS.
KING EDWARD.
Tell me no more our conquest is complete!
All we have gained is but a trembling trophy,
Which oft as Snowdon, from its secret caves,
Pours forth these vagrants of rebellious song,
Shakes at the echo of a minstrel's voice.
Our victories yet want the bloody seal,
That gives stability to power. I wait
In anxious indignation, till I hear,
That these prime sources of seditious fury,
These scoffers at our sway,—the captive bards,
Are silenced all by death.
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