 | The Queen of Corsica |  |
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Natolionsolus.
Queenes rule not ffor themselues, nor is it safe
For Subjects to Controll theyr Appetites,
But my heart tells mee yt for Mee to be
Disloyall is to be Honest, & I will;
The Gods I hope haue sent this stranger hither
For theyr Owne Glorie, and the Troubled State.
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How thou doest teeme with Horrour) Bed the Queene?
And shee—oh—Plott my Braine; It must not be.
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