 | Sir John Van Olden Barnavelt |  |
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Enter Duch-woemen: & Burgers.Duch-W.
The Prince, the Prince, the Prince: ô or Husbands.
Burg.
[goe pray: goe pray: goe pray: we shalbe hangd all.]
—Enter Eng gent'W.
Duch-W.
[I would it were no worsse.]
Eng-gent'W.
Now, wher's yor valor s?
You that would eat the Prince?
Duch.-W.
sweet English GentleWoman.
—Enter Holderus.
Eng-gent'W.
fy doe not run for shame; body 'a me,
how their feare out stincks their garlick: litle St Gregory
art thou afraid too? out with thy two edgd tongue.
and lay about thee.
Hold.
out o'my way, good woeman:
out o'my way: I shalbe whipt, and hangd too:
Eng-gent'W.
theis Fellowes haue strong faithes: & notable valor s
ile walk about, and see this sport
—Exeunt.
—Enter Orange Leidenberge: Burgers. Captaines. Soldr s. [and Arminiās]
Or.
Now Mounseiur Leidenberge, you may se openly
the issues of yor desperate vndertakings,
and yor good helpes, myne Heeires: Now you must feele too
and to yor greifes, what the deserts of those are,
that boldly dare attempt their Cuntries ruyn,
and who we serve, how faithfully, and honestly
the issues of yor desperate vndertakings,
and yor good helpes, myne Heeires: Now you must feele too
and to yor greifes, what the deserts of those are,
that boldly dare attempt their Cuntries ruyn,
and who we serve, how faithfully, and honestly
You must, and shall confes too: not to blind ends
hood-Winckt with base ambition, such as yours are,
but to the generall good: Let theis new Companies
—[Droms]
[Enter ye]
[Arminians:]
[pass ouer]
hood-Winckt with base ambition, such as yours are,
but to the generall good: Let theis new Companies
march by vs, through the Market, so to the Guard house,
and there disarme'[em]: wee'll teach ye true obedience:
then let 'em quitt the Towne: hansom swag fellowes:
and fitt for fowle play:
and there disarme'[em]: wee'll teach ye true obedience:
then let 'em quitt the Towne: hansom swag fellowes:
and fitt for fowle play:
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theis are but heavy Marches.
Or.
they wilbe lighter straight, when they are vnfurnishd:
you put yor trust in theis: you haue tall defences,
treason maintaind with heresie, fitt weapons?
So, now disarme the Towne, wee'll plant new Governor s.
Leid
will yor Grace be pleasd to heare?
Or.
yes, at the Hage Sir:
till when bethinck you of you r acts, and answeares,
for there before the generall State: wher's Modesbargen
Cap.
he left the Towne two daies agoe.
Or.
a guilty feare:
but we shall fright him worsse: good order taken
for the Towne, and what fitt Garrison to leave in't,
we are homeward bound; where we shall make you wellcom,
you haue instructed vs, in what free fashion:
Come Gentlemen: let's now goe take our rest,
prowd confidence, is but a foole at best.
—Exeunt /
| Sir John Van Olden Barnavelt | |